With only four days to go, which in our family counts as two days because you never count the day you’re on or the actual one, I have been hit by the sudden realisation that I have nowhere to come back to. \u00a0I knew this in the abstract but hadn’t really paid any attention. \u00a0I think this must be a family failing because both my sister and my cousin left the country with no escape plan. \u00a0 Cousin returned safely after buying a house off the internet without ever seeing it and she seems fine. \u00a0 Escape plan proved unnecessary for my sister!<\/p>\n
We have a box attached to the tow bar at the back of the van into which we plan to put stuff we only need sporadically. \u00a0I understand that my wetsuit and new bodyboard fits into this category but what else? \u00a0Do the coats go in or might we need them? What about that lovely wok and the barbecue?<\/p>\n
I am giggling a little inside because R has no idea what it is like to camp; historically I have arrived before him wherever we have been, erected the tent, sorted out the kids and the food, made the beds, tidied up and all he has had to do is arrive before it got dark and pour his own beer!<\/p>\n
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