We got off at midday, having given up on the postman ever showing up and missing out on the last chance to get the parcel from Bree. Hopefully, it will be there by… Continue reading
These people are merciless. They play the game with or without your co-operation and the caravan game is exactly like the cruise game except you one has “ruise” after the “c” and the other one has “aravan.”
Except for the guy who was barefoot, no shirt, with shorts hanging off his hips that wandered to the lake edge, scratched his balls, and wandered back somewhere into the bush, not a single person ever appeared, despite my excellent clapping to demand that they should.
I love when you first arrive at a park. Everyone finds an excuse to come out and stand around in a crowd to assess the “new meat.” They consider your caravan, what you are pulling it with, how you drive, how you park, what you look like, and approachability.
Derek and I do differ on a couple of things. He is all over using the campsite showers and bathrooms if we stop in a park. I prefer to use the ones in the caravan. Please remember that I am Canadian. We are very polite and very private. We are more into pretending that none of us ever have to go to the bathroom, thus we call them “bathrooms.” Our bathrooms are disguised are luxurious spa/libraries … with fireplaces, and water features and well-padded furniture. Here you have a room with a toilet in it. You call it “the toilet.”
Don’t get me wrong, happy to unhook and enjoy nature but when Derek goes to play golf etc, I find things to do. And besides, have you ever accidentally gone away without saying anything and not checked in with your kids for a few hours? The national guard know our whole family by name … including middle and nicknames.
The people of Wondai clearly were impressed. No-one sat near them as they sat facing everyone else, side by side, in the front, right in the middle. If this was a kingdom, they were king and queen. A wedding – the bride and groom. I was surprised no-one stopped to genuflect on their way to the salad bar.