Lying within a geologically active volcanic zone of New Zealand's North Island, Rotorua could be easily recognized through its smell of rotten eggs and clouds of steam all over the city.
I dragged myself back to the parking lot with shoes being caked in mud and two-layer pants smelling not so pleasantly. My then-roomate Katy didn't look any less pathetic as she carried her wet and stinky shoes throughout the seven-hour trail.
Ambury regional park is a huge working farm in the southern end of Auckland. It's out of the way but not too remote, rural and restful, and packed with activities to entertain a large group.
Imagine this. You lay down on the sandy beach, sun-bathing and breathing in the ocean breeze. Then the tide goes down. You create a little hole out of sand right below your feet and whoops, you have your own hot tub in the open!
Marseille may have been notorious with drugs, crime and insecurity but it's not necessary a blacklist city for travelers.
Being not a fan of the crowds I still had to accept one fact that touristy places are popular for a reason. The Uffizi houses the world's finest collection of Renaissance masterpieces, right where the Renaissance was born!
The underrated Boboli gardens was definitely a highlight of our three-day visit.