In mid October every year Akaroa holds a French Festival to celebrate the French history of the town. In 1838 Jean François Langlois arrived in Akaroa to establish a settlement. Akaroa has since held on to its French roots and is like taking a step into a wee French village. Tres jolie! (However, what Jean didn’t realise was that the Brits were already there!)
We packed a picnic, jumped in the car and headed to Akaroa on a sunny Saturday morning. The scenery along the way was beautiful. When we arrived the French Fest was pretty poor. We were expecting French cheese, wine, croissants but really it was a normal market with French flags strung up…. oh. Never mind, we enjoyed the day non the less, had a harbour side picnic (complete with a cheeky Speight’s), wandered around the village in the glorious sunshine and then headed back to Christchurch.