Buildings of Akaroa

To wrap up my visit to Akaroa, I want to share some shots of the town. All of the houses and buildings were so charming that they deserve a post of their own.

I think this next one may be my favorite.

Every house looked like something out of a fairytale.

I imagine the residents must get used to people photographing their homes.

Some of the streets reminded me of an American frontier town (minus the cars).

I did some exploring around sunset as well, and Akaroa’s dock proved a perfect subject.

The quiet town streets were enchanting before the rush of Easter visitors.

A couple more highlights from my next day of exploration:

The sunset on my last night in town was incredible, and I caught it just in time. Again, the dock was a lovely muse.

On my final morning before catching the bus back to Christchurch, I explored the old French cemetery.

I can’t imagine a better view while resting in peace.

With some time to spare, I headed further along the coast to the Britomart memorial, despite the fact that the name of this monument sounded an awful lot like a supermarket or convenience store to me. In truth, it commemorates the HMS Britomart, the ship that brought the British to Akaroa to claim sovereignty over the South Island a mere week before the French arrived.

After taking in the view, I headed back along the shores of Akaroa Harbour towards my hostel, sad to say farewell to this incredibly charming little town.

Even my accommodation was incredibly photogenic, with a cute little bridge over the stream running alongside it.

Next, my triumphant return to Christchurch!