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Published: March 26th 2010
We got up at 7am and were on the bus to the city by 8. When I was a teenager, I wouldn’t be seen dead sitting on the second row of a bus - always had to be at the back. Now I’m thrilled if there’s a space on the first few rows so I don’t have to lug my bag to the back.
Had a skinny latte at the Harbour then boarded the ferry to meet Dot and Neil, Ellie’s friends from South Africa. The Marian Keys book I’m reading at the moment had me literally laughing outloud, it’s brilliant. Dot and Neil were waiting in their minivan with their two little boys, Lian and Jonas. During the journey, Lian insisted we must be driving in circles. I was very impressed by how much he took in of his surroundings and was able to describe from memory what places looked like. We stopped at a cash and carry to collect food and drinks for the weekend then pulled up briefly at an English cafe for a bag of chips each. It was fun trying on their wacky hats and novelty sunglasses and the place was great for the kids as
they had loads to look at.
When we rounded the corner to see the “tent” we were “camping” in over the weekend, I actually couldn't believe my eyes. It was incredible! “Really, we’re camping in this?”.
The Mongolian Tent (also known as a Yurt) had a wooden structure, covered with a thick canvas, and was kitted out with a full kitchen, sofa’s, two double beds plus a BBQ and dining table on the decked area outside. We were in the middle of nowhere armed with Vodka, Wine and Beers… this was going to be the best camping trip in the history of all camping trips!
We filled waterballoons for the boys to play with. El asked for a cuddle and Lian legged it screaming “run away form the evil witch” to his little brother. They’re really playful boys and seemed to love all the attention. We sat in the orchard having a few wines and being entertained by the boys, then collected herbs and avacado's from the garden to add to our dinner. We wrapped up in blankets and spent the evening at the dining table outside, chatting and tucking in to steak and pitta’s stuffed with cheese and basil.
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