On the Road Again

On Saturday we packed up and were out the door by... 9:30. It was a fairly leisurely packup as it seems we all wake up at 6 am regardless of what time we go to sleep.

After I backed out of the driveway, Cyp got to drive straight out of the Town of 1770. Bye Town (named that because it is the first spot that James Cook landed in Australia in 1770). It wasn't much of a town - I liked it though. Better than the boat that is for sure.

We got to see what the area we had driven through in the dark looked like - farmy. We also got to listen to "They Might be Giants - here come the ABCs" over and over and over. Ellis has inherited his dad's ability to kill music for me. Radiohead, Coldplay and now They Might Be Giants. Unfortunately, Ellis beats Cyp at this game because if I try to turn it off, he makes me more miserable than if I just sit there and listen.

"I want the ABCs!" "I want the ABCs" "I don't want to listen to adult music!" "It's my turn!"

No matter how much I try to convince him it's my turn to listen to music, he just says "how come?" over and over and over. So I give in. E eats everything, do do da do do do.

Rowan copes by passing out.

We drove for about 3 hours and decided it was time to stop for lunch. We pulled into a gas station - it had a playground. "I want to play there" says Ellis.

"Ah come on - we'll go find a nice park."

So we pile back into the car and drive 5 km down to Maryborough where we have to stay in the car due to flash flood conditions - we park next to G. & G. and roll down our windows to get our sandwiches from them.

"Sorry Ellis - I should have let you play in the gas station playground."

"What?"(Ellis unable to hear me due to deafening rain - I thought rainy season was over)

We continue on and fortunately it is not raining in Gympie. We pull over and find a great park (it has bikes on tracks like Perrin park near our house). Grandpa and Grandpa must try them out. They almost get lapped by Cyp and Ellis.

Upon departing Gympie I note that John says we will get home at 4:54. As we hit the outskirts of Brisbane it is about 3:54. I do everything in my power to get home by 4:54.

"Trying to lose us?" ask G & G as we get home.

"no - just didn't want to make a liar out of John."