I just got here, and now I'm leaving again ...
I know, I know, I know ... I just got back !!!
Prepare to gasp in shock, horror and amazement (those of you who know me well) ... the King clan are going camping. Real, honest, in-a-tent camping. For. a. whole. week.
The rugrats and the MOTH are racing six days out of the next seven. We're headed north to Christchurch, and holiday season accommodation prices being what they are, we had the option of either borrowing a friend's tent, or not going at all.
The MOTH, super-organised man that he is, started packing on Tuesday. We're onto Version IV of "The List". And my helpful and eminently sensible suggestion that I type the list out so we can read it more easily, and include columns to tick when we pack each item, and again when we pack to head home, was met with laughter and sniggers of amusement.
When we first floated the idea, S looked appropriately vague and pink and asked "What's camping ?" ... it not having been a word that ever featured in her vocabulary before. Now that we have explained what camping actually is, the rugrats are appropriately excited by the whole concept.
I think it was the thought of living somewhere with no shower that appealed, but we burst that bubble with the knowledge that the camping ground comes complete with shower block (which means somewhere to plug in my hairdryer !!!). The fact that it also comes complete with heated swimming pool has softened the blow for them somewhat.
So we're heading off bright and early tomorrow morning, complete with tent, bikes, and small children. Before then we're heading out to spend the evening with friends celebrating, in a low-key home-by-half-past-midnight kind of way, the coming of the New Year.
Love to you and your loved ones :) Be good .... enjoy your New Year's celebrations, have a drink for me ... and above all ... stay safe !!!
3 Comments:
Camping sounds all kinda romantic and getting back to nature-ish. The whole idea appeals buckets to me. I hope you're all having a lovely time and you all come back to us safe and sound.
Looking forward to seeing more photos of you and those beautiful kids!
hope you survive it better than I tend to
My back starts hurting day 2 n then i get the sniffles day 3 n it just gets worse from there.
It invariably rains n rains n rains. If it doesnt rain its a heat wave.
the place could be totally deserted every time I check it out but the minute I put a tent up it gets busier than central station on monday at 9am.
Flocks of cockatoos at 6am are cute the first day, interesting the 2nd day n cause for genocidal mania day 3.
heh
I always take many cans of insect spray n create a 'no-go' zone around the camp site. 'cross this you die bug' and have been known to run about with said fly spray squirting everything that moves in the air. Even though we are outside. I get a thrill out of killing flies. So sue me.
Hehehe goosey ... I take afore-mentioned can of bug spray outside when I'm gardening in case I see a spider or a bug bigger than an ant !!! Another thing Kassis don't "do" is bugs !!!
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