What a Week in the South Island of NZ

As an official old chap, this past week has not seen too many posts.

Why?

One major reason really.

After travelling half way down the Island.......and seeing some sights…..

……….via Murchison and onwards south…….

…..via the infamous “Frog Rock”…….all the while experiencing the obligatory end of fiscal year "roadworks" we arrived at our destination.

I have given away this past week my eldest daughter to a man who wants to whisk her away…….forever……...but……….with my wife and I’s blessing.

Akaroa – the French outpost about an hour and a half past Christchurch was where we were headed.

Its actually quite  popular holiday spot for Cantabrians.

And although the night before at Akaroa was absolutely full.......and I don't mean me here......we truly had all four seasons in about 75 minutes.

Not visible here from my Australian best friends apartment above, was the rain, the lightning and the thunder that we had to endure…….

After a delightful day....involving the "rehearsal" (which I am led to believe is mandatory now) on a beaut clear....although overcast day....everything went perfectly the next day.

In fact the only complaint was............sunburn.