Holidays are a good time for a quick getaway for Nick and me...we delivered the boys into the safe-keeping of Willem and Nadine and their four children (how much trouble can two extra be when you already have triplets+one?) and took ourselves to Akaroa, which sparked our interest in October last year when we visited for the first time during a free afternoon at Family Camp. It's a quaint little town with Frenchly named streets and old but well-kept buildings; our motel was on "Rue Jolie". We arrived late afternoon on Monday, and feeling somewhat peckish hastened to find an eatery. Settled on the "Harbar", a cute place directly on the water's edge. Several Little Brown Jobs were eagerly fluttering around and were brave enough to eat out of our hands; they must have known we were tourists and wouldn't swat them away as surely the locals must do - presumbaly the novelty of birds sitting right on your table would quickly wear off.
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