Hydrogen sulphide in the air smelling like eggs. Tick. Steam coming out of the ground. Tick. I am in Rotorua, New Zealand’s capital of volcanic activity, boiling muds and Maori culture. You can smell sulphur everywhere. Steaming fumes from naturally heated thermal pools look surreal spread across the town surrounded by lakes, forests and geysers.
It was about time I went for another run. On a rather chilly day, wearing shorts, armed with a pair of gloves and a hat I convinced myself: You go girl! And so I went. Bear in mind during the day I wear three pairs of long sleeves… I set out on a picturesque path along the lake with its mineral-rich waters almost bluish white, vapour clouds along the running route and noisy ducks walking around. I could almost feel the sulphur in my nostrils with inhaled air, but was it worth it? Sure it was. See the pictures for yourself!
Few photos are from the run and rest from stunning local sites I visited. New Zealand, I salute your beauty!
Rotorua and surrounding areas
Running Route near the Rotorua Lake
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