We spent the day in Akaroa with LOML's brother and his wife. It was a great day although it did involve a countryside 'ramble' that left my legs feeling like jelly. For those of you who don't live locally, Akaroa is a small town on a beautiful harbour. The French almost settled there, and the town took this one bit of French connection and really ran with it. All the roads are Rue this and Rue that, the signs are all in French, and there are lots of French bakeries, lavender farms, cheese factories, that kind of thing.
On our 'ramble' we stopped at Tree Crop Farm. It's a gorgeous place ... a historic farmstead that operates as a romantic retreat and cafe. I'm too sleepy to attempt any sort of description tonight, but here it is. Sorry for the blurriness of the photos, I had the camera on the wrong setting and only realised when I got home. As you do.
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