Rotorua means "second lake" in Maori. It earned this auspicious title by being the second lake found by the Maori cheiftan who gave the place its name.
The whole city is pockmarked with pools of thermal hot springs. Unfortunately, Taylor does not share my love for spending hours and hours sitting in boiling water, so we didn't visit any. Plus, I'm sure they charge a small fortune for the privilege, just like everything else here (including toilets...more on that later).
That's steam, not mist.After I staggered away from zorbing, we found this odd western themed hostel named Cactus Jack's where we spent the night. Here are a couple of photos.
We also saw some emus, or ostriches, or something... Whatever they are, they are big.
Photos don't do them justice...
It's harder than it looks.
2 comments:
wow...it`s wonderful to know that my brother is still playing on jungle gyms at almost 23... things haven`t changed have they...
You could've had a free facial out there... Wow. That sounds great, sitting in boiling water..How relaxing. Taylor hates being hot though so it makes sense. LOL on the western themed hostel. And yet I see no cowboy hat shots or riding boot photos. Sigh. You could've taken a picture riding the emu with a cowboy hat on... That would've been one for the scrapbook!!! LMAO...
-Cyn
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