A small nice side trip brought us to Akaroa on Banks Peninsula. It must be the most French place in all of NZ; even the streets have names like ‘Rue Jolie’. A nice place.. and the last drive we did as a trio for Christina left us today and is flying home soon. Have a good flight!
Akaroa Harbour from above.
French, as I said.. ^^
On the way back we drove through low clouds.
Nothing but the road remains.
Where are we going? Is there any place beyond?
Imprisoning Nothingness. Don’t let it escape!
Everything that remains is but memories.
Enjoy your day and beware of the clouds.