Beach holidays, ne? I’ve never really been a fan.
But there’s lots to do here, and the kids are already having a ball. Mrs 6000 is more relaxed than I’ve seen her in a long while. And with a view like this from the bedroom window when we arrived (at night, obviously)…
… it’s almost tempting to give in to overwhelming urge to chill TF out.
I’m working on it.
* photo probably ruined by WordPress’s squeezing and compression uploading tool. Will update when there’s real internet.
I’m going away for a while. Posts will continue on here, as they always do when I go away for a while.
I would hate to leave you hanging.
In the meantime, normal (work) life continues without me. And it goes a little something like this:
I’m just at that first red peak, descending happily into the yellow zone at the moment.
Which explains why this post is so very brief.
“So, what did you get up to on your week away, then?”
“Oh, just ate some whale, watched the last ever concert of a band I’ve been following for 31 years, and placed a known mass of freshly picked rhubarb into swing bin liners.
It’s been great.”
Last year’s journey to the Wild Coast of the Eastern Cape apparently proved to be such a success with the kids that having offered them the opportunity to return, it looks like we’re going to head back there this winter.
Last time was memorable in many ways: some good, some not. Even the journey there gave us two road related blog posts. This time around, we’ll know which activities we need to book in advance, how the resort works and have the opportunity to catch up on the stuff we missed out on last time.
The birdlife round there is spectacular – hence this quota photo of a Giant (it’s not actually that big) Kingfisher* (which has the excellent Linnean name of Megaceryle maxima – half Roman Emperor, half Transformer robot villain) – and with the new camera, I’m already looking forward to some pointing and shooting.
Anyway, that’s something positive to think about (if not the drive), albeit a loooong way off right now.
* Other kingfishers on show last time around included the Pied and the Brown-hooded.
Although there’s still a bit of laboratory work to be done, things have slowed down considerably. As an example, one of my more taxing engagements today involved watching the kids play in the pool.
Another was walking the beagle on the local school field, thus:
It’s actually quite difficult to find this sort of thing in any way stressful.
Later this evening, a “Carols By Candlelight” event, which is actually a “Carols By Glowstick” event, thanks to the Nanny State overreacting to those people that never got hurt in that fire that never happened during Hark The Herald Angels Singe (pun intended), a couple of years back.