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amethyst73Saturday March 13
Today was our last morning in Paihia. We took some more photos both around the condo (it turns out there's a mangrove swamp out front, it's hard to tell because the mangroves are only 3-4 feet high), the waterfront, and in town. Shortly before lunch we stumbled upon the Paihia Mission Station, a tiny historical site containing the ruins of the mission building, a reconstruction of the hut that the missionaries used before the stone house was built, and a lot of informative placards about relations with be natives, etc. The site is neat partially because it's still so new. The preservation society eventually hopes to turn it into a small 'living history's village with actors in residence, a working blacksmith's, and such.
The bus ride back to Auckland was fine. We both managed to doze some, which was nice. And we got photos (on the other camera, naturally) of a couple of interesting sites we'd noticed on the way up.
Once in Auckland, we checked in to our hotel, went to a tasty North African place for dinner, found that the chilly offshore breeze that had started back in Russell still hadn't stopped, and got sprinkled on. But since this was the first time we'd been rained on all trip, no biggie.
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Today was our last morning in Paihia. We took some more photos both around the condo (it turns out there's a mangrove swamp out front, it's hard to tell because the mangroves are only 3-4 feet high), the waterfront, and in town. Shortly before lunch we stumbled upon the Paihia Mission Station, a tiny historical site containing the ruins of the mission building, a reconstruction of the hut that the missionaries used before the stone house was built, and a lot of informative placards about relations with be natives, etc. The site is neat partially because it's still so new. The preservation society eventually hopes to turn it into a small 'living history's village with actors in residence, a working blacksmith's, and such.
The bus ride back to Auckland was fine. We both managed to doze some, which was nice. And we got photos (on the other camera, naturally) of a couple of interesting sites we'd noticed on the way up.
Once in Auckland, we checked in to our hotel, went to a tasty North African place for dinner, found that the chilly offshore breeze that had started back in Russell still hadn't stopped, and got sprinkled on. But since this was the first time we'd been rained on all trip, no biggie.
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