When you hang out in a place long enough, you start to pick up some of the local lingo. Like dropping the second repetition in some of the Maori place names or changing the short “e” sound to a short “i” sound. Yeah, so now we know, we say “Kirry” instead of “Kerry-kerry” for Kerikeri.

After spending the night here last night, we decided to just spend a leisurely day in the centre of town, seeing who we would bump into and enjoying the public facilities.

Kerikeri, March 2011
In the centre of Kerikeri, a lovely water fountain designed by Chris Booth sits next to a fantastic children's playground. It's a great spot to relax with the kids.

David chatting with David, March 2011
David went over to talk to this traveller — who was also named David — who was an Australian from Grafton (where David's father lives).

While David was talking to David, I met two ladies who had seen us at Tauranga Bay. It’s lovely to have find a connection with so many people! Another couple gave us their business card and invited us to stay with us when down their way. This is certainly the way to travel — from one invitation to another!

Brioni on the playground, March 2011
The girls loved playing on the playground equipment.

Another lady stopped and chatted with me and the girls — she had seen us at the ballet last night. I always feel a pang of disappointment when I reveal that we’re not locals. It would be nice to stay longer and make a stronger connection with all these new friends!

Later, the girls and I moved into the library. I read many, many books, and David helped some people who were setting up a car-boot sale in a nearby carpark.

Reading stories at Kerikeri, March 2011
Lots and lots and lots of books.

Reading stories in Kerikeri library, March 2011
Later I found Aisha reading books to her sisters.

As we headed out of town, we had one more new piece of furniture for our truck fit-out. Slowly, we’re getting all the bits we need to put all our belongings away. There are a couple more modifications we need to make — new shelves for the girls’ clothes — and sometime we’ll need to wire everything up, but until then, it’s still a great home on wheels.