We're camping! Got here yesterday with friends of ours. I counted a total of 11 children at the area we're in. Five tents and 11 children! We've got a picnic table and fireplace to share with Alex & Blair and their troop. Perfect.
There's a river steps away which has already provided hours of entertainment. What child doesn't like to throw stones, build a dam or get naked and jump in.
We borrowed a tent from some generous friends and packed the car to the hilt with everything we could possibly need. If this camping thing is to continue, however, there are a few things we're going to need to purchase. A lantern would be nice. What would be essential is a more cushy mattress than the thing I'm sitting on right now. At 5:54am. Wide awake.
I have been awake since 3:38 when Lloyd and I crept out for a pee (oh how I love peeing in the bushes!). It's not just the mattress that's the problem. I have put another thing at the very top of the list: earplugs.
The snoring has very nearly put me over the edge. Because there is no escape! I'm in the middle for one thing. There's also the fact that we're all zipped up to prevent moisture from seeping in or something. Please.
Croissants and my homemade marmalade for breakfast. When are people going to wake up? My tummy is rumbling. But of course no one can hear it over this snoring! Yes, I'm back to that again. And no escape. Time to make some noise; I have got to get out of this tent.
Later on...
Went on a fabulous bush walk. The kids continue to enjoy the river. We are so relaxed! It's a beautiful day. All is well with the world.
We have been taking things as they come and I am enjoying myself very much. I think this is a fabulous way to holiday and look forward to more opportunities. Walking in the bush, sitting by the fire, reading a book, playing with the kids, listening to their constant laughter. All does the heart and body so much good.
Night Number Three...
As I lay here with a newfound respect for waterproof material (it's raining hard), I have decided that a mattress should really be at the top of the list; everything hurts. Time to go home.
But what a trip! I can now say I have: slept in a tent, washed my dishes in a river, crossed a swing bridge, ate toast from an open flame and peed in the bushes!
An amazing weekend with amazing friends.
1 comment:
Great post!! Fun to read! Camping... it is fun, but you are right, sleeping is difficult. Wonderful memories you made for and with lloyd. He will never forget it. Good for you!!
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