We have finally left Piha and handed over the lovely van (Ron) to Tom and Claire. As we are about to end our adventure in New Zealand so theirs is about to start. We have mixed emotions about leaving NZ. I am very excited to move to Australia and can't wait to see the Opera House. I am also really looking forward to renting a place and not living out of the van for a while.
Will is a bit sad as he has had to leave his friend behind but I'm sure he will cope once we are on the plane, and Sam is as usual just living in the moment and is currently excited about the mini bar. It's a very early start for us tomorrow as we have to be at the airport for 5:30am and as yet we still have no where to stay!
It's so nice to say, 'tomorrow we are going to Sydney' and that not fill me with fear, freeze my blood and have me running to the loo. For any of you who don't know, travel used to make me do just that, in fact at one point even a simple trip to the cinema would do that - so it's amazing for me to think, tomorrow we are going to Sydney and be really excited about the fact. I'm sure many people will remember my trip to Belfast for work, when I arrived at the venue in floods of tears because I had made it in one piece, and that fact scared the life out of me and all I wanted to do was go back home, the clients had to take me for a glass of wine to calm me down. Or the time I left the office for a holiday in Spain, waving everyone goodbye and sobbing my heart out because I didn't want to go.
Do you know I think I might be growing up - Another thing is that I am far less tollerent of people and really quite like that fact. There was a time when I would have just gone along with stuff because it was easier than arguing or standing my corner, but now I enjoy saying, 'no, I don't think I would like to do that thank you very much' and not care what people think about me. Perhaps I'm turning into my dad (not that I have a grey beard and look like a gnome).
So now we are going to make the most of the hotel, Will is watching the rugby, Sam is making Hot Chocolate and I am charging everything in sight and am about to have a bath and then lie on a comfy bed (yipee).
Oh I forgot, check out Sam's blog which he has finally updated!!!!
ReplyDeleteYes, I remember Belfast but I haven't seen that person for a while. You have been growing up for some time now, but I guess the journey you are on has made you recognise the fact for yourself. That's my girl. Nothing wrong with intolerance either. Why should we be made to suffer fools? You can spend half your life listening to idiots prattle on about nothing and the other half listening to yourself complain and in the end ask yourself where have all the flowers gone? Best kick the fools into touch and surround yourself with the wise? That way you get to grow a grey beard and look like a gnome.
ReplyDeleteLove to my growed up daughter
Ever your Dad