First we’d have to identify it on the map, for I’d wager not many New Zealanders would know where Parua Bay is located.
But for those that do, it’s clear they’re happy to have found this lovely spot.
Roadside folk art in the form of a ‘patter’ of lonely, lost and single jandals tacked to a tree stump. (I’m guessing that patter is the correct collective noun for them.)
There’s a public wharf where time seems to stand still, and with a green troll painted under it.
The harbourside pub has been there since 1904, with its own jetty, serving pints of Wild Buck ale and stone-fired shrimp-topped pizzas. And where – regardless of your age and supposed self-dignity – you can get yourself photographed as a genuine pirate.
Local businesses with names like Sharon Grace Teddy Bears, Tranquillity Bay Care, Bayview Miniature Horse Stud, Culina Glass, Replenish Yoga, Jill Shires Canine Herbalist show that this appears to be a community
