I can’t wait.
We are off tomorrow, on our long delayed summer holiday. It’s turned into a early autumn holiday, but as we are heading to a remote settlement in the Eastern Bay of Plenty, where apparently people grow macadamias and bananas, the turning of the season should be less of an issue.
A real family holiday – here’s the inventory:
- two small kids
- two parents
- two grandparents
- one great-grandparent
- no dogs (still waiting for my 10 acre block)
- everything but the proverbial kitchen sink
And all this in the two cars we’re taking between us.
I don’t think there’s any mobile coverage, and I doubt there’ll be a phone line I can plug a modem into. But apparently there is a café.
The girls can’t wait either: although Bella has a lingering unease about the seaside (she worries about crabs) she’s pretty interested in the thought that there’ll be a real live volcano across the water. And sandy beaches are a good thing by any child.
Are we there yet?