Sisterchicks Down Under (2011)
“So, what should we do first?” I was leisurely enjoying the last drop of tea from one of the china cups that had been waiting for Jill and me in our lovely B&B bedroom in Christchurch. The chocolate lifted our adventurous spirits, and we were ready to take on the town.
“We should find a map first,” Jill suggested.
“I saw a rack of brochures in the front room when we came in. I’m sure a map would be there. I’ll go see what they have.”
“How about if I meet you in the front room in a minute? I’m going to change. It’s a lot warmer here than I thought it would be.”
I left Jill and browsed through the rack of travel brochures. The first brochure I pulled out gave information about one of the visitor centers that offered cultural presentations by the Maori.
On the back of the brochure the words, “Ki mai koe ki a au, he aha te med nui tenei ao,” appeared over a photo of a Maori warrior complete with a tattooed face, frighteningly popped-out eyes, and an open mouth in a roaring expression.
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