Travels: Invercargill, Riverton, Dunedin New Zealand

Our next two stops felt like a whirlwind.
Bus ride, see a bit of the place, lecture, get a little sleep.
We were met in each town by delightful quilters who took us to some of their favorite spots.
In Invercargill, we drove down to Riverton… a lovely little town on the south tip of the island.

The water in the bay was that brilliant turquoise blue, and gentle as can be. So many of the beaches further up were rocky and had violent undertows. 

Instead of touring Invercargill we opted for much needed naps.
We stayed just around the corner from this delightful cafe.

The delightfully eclectic theme was cycling and … animals.

The next day it was on to Dunedin, settled by the Scots – yes we heard bagpipes there.
Lots of European style architecture that had survived this long in an earthquake prone country.

Our patient hostess toured us around a bit on a rainy day.

I love it when stained glass windows in large churches include local (non-europeans) imagery!

A former prison, which is now been converted into a recreational escape room place.
Perfect use!

Our hostess lived in a farmhouse almost a century old. Surrounded by acres of cultivated gardens. Her husband supplies all the local florists with hydrangeas.

My favorite was part of their native bush area, with some very, very happy Gunera Gigantica growing …. gigantically!

And we both loved the farm animals.