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BIG Heatwave

img_3307The BIG heatwave that crossed other parts of NSW also hit here at Port Macquarie. First we knew of it, was leaving our room to walk the hotel cafe at 9am, for breakfast – we melted in the 10 metre walk. After breakfast, we thought a BIG sea breeze might be found at the beach, so headed there. The first beach was awash with seaweed so we moved on.

 

Lucky for us we got a great parking spot at the next beach. The early birds had caught their worm (or wave) and were leaving as we arrived. Brian went for a BIG swim but I tested the water temp and decided it wasn’t warm enough for me.

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BIG Bluebottle swarm

BIG Bluebottle swarm

I  also saw bluebottles on the waterline and took this as a warning to find shelter away from the sand, in the shade. Shade however was at a premium,with tall pine trees giving sparse deep shade.
An hour later we headed in search of ice cold Coke and drank this in our (air conditioned to 22C) hotel room fighting with incredibly poor wifi 😥

 

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In the afternoon, with the temperature still soaring, we headed to some breweries. On arrival at the Little Brewing Company we saw one of the ‘Hello Koalas’ that are spread around Port Macquarie. Hello Koalas is a Sculpture Trail of 56 painted koalas. They are definitely worth a drive around following the map here. Brian with his BIG thirst, had a 4 taste adventure and, of course, we left after purchasing some products.

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Driving on we moved on to the  Black Duck Brewery, with Brian enjoying another taste sample. I liked this too, not for the beer, but a lime soft drink and dukkah with oil and bread platter. Yes, Brian bought some of his favourites here too! bdbbDinner was at Hogs Breath. We had a table outside enjoying the soft breeze. But… BIG gusts came, threatening to knock the large umbrellas over, so we were moved into the veranda.

We had a BIG ( actually enormous) dinner then raced home buffed by wind gusts beating at our backs. Great day for me to choose to wear my circular skirted dress 🙂


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BIG CARtastrophe

And the day began. Switched on the car – no display unit – no airconditioning – then the ultimate- no windows worked. I pushed open my door before we had ‘No doors opening’. Found the windows would open once the engine was switched off, so we opened our windows and drove off into the heat. 


Arriving at the Big Banana we decided to park in a shady spot ,and with some trepidation , we closed the windows. We figured if we couldn’t get them to open on our return we would address that problem then. 

In keeping with the trip theme I ordered the BIG breakfast and that it was!! In true ‘me’ fashion, our breakfast number was 26 ( to the unwary 2 x 13) and I am a Triskaidekaphobia sufferer 😳 Was kind of fitting to our day’s start. 


We wandered around the BIG Banana then returned to the cafe for a frozen choc-coated banana ( with sprinkles). Originally my BIG trip plan hadn’t included the Big Banana. However, on looking at the itinerary Brian suggested stretching the trip to include here –  literally for a frozen choc-coated banana- and so it was included. 


Entering the car  after leaving the cafe, we realised we could still open the car windows by turning the engine on , then off. However, now the brake system light was staying on. We decided ( foolishly some might think, but I know this car well) this was just part of the computer failure as the brakes were working well. This light had come on last time the car had computer issues and that had been confirmed by the repairer at the time. Comfortable with this decision (YOLO) we drove off, hot wind blowing through our open windows taking with it my carefully applied face makeup. 

 I started to question my decision as we climbed the steep, windy, narrow drive to Sealy Lookout. The drive up saw us on the high side of the mountain but I knew that meant we were to be on the valley side on our drive down. This meant constant questions as to how the brakes felt – just to be sure. The lookout has a BIG lookout – Forest Sky Pier. It has magnificent views over Coffs Harbour. Forest Sky Pier extends twenty-one metres out from the car park and stands fifteen metres above the forest floor. Considering the park is at an elevation of 310 meters you can imagine what looking down is like. Not one for heights I did walk out to admire the view. We had left the car windows open as I was a little worried we may have been tempting fate of reopening them again should we close them. 


Next stop was the Clog Barn – home of the BIG clogs .To get there we passed under the LITTLE Harbour Bridge. 


 We parked close to the doors so we could keep an eye on our unlocked, windows open car . We both had photos with our feet in the clogs then individually had a look inside the clog barn. 


Back into the extremely hot car. I began to wonder just how long we could survive in a car without air conditioning. Brian reminded me that as kids we only had car windows ( but I wasn’t falling for that because I know our climate is getting hotter). Not letting the inconvenience of this car alter our plans,  we drove to Urunga to see the BIG hive.Along the drive we saw the Big Banana hand at  a roadside fruit store. 

At the BIG hive we bought up not honey, but BIG bottles of local Dorrigo spring water for the 100 minute journey to Port Macquarie.

As if things couldn’t get worse, around Nambucca road signs warned us of possible delays of up to 15 minutes due to roadworks. All I could think of was having to sit still in this heat box and so began rationing our water – no guzzling I instructed Brian 🙂 But things were in our favour , when we made it through the Go sign at the end of the traffic line, before the STOP was turned . 

On arriving at Port Macquarie we detoured to the Ford service shop. I had been googling and there were suggestions we could disconnect the battery to reset the computer (which is what I was hoping was all we needed). Unfortunately they couldn’t look at our car to disconnect the battery until Friday so we plodded on to our hotel in search of an air conditioned room. 

We called the NRMA and he said he’d never seen what was happening in any car before. That’s actually the way my life usually goes. But he wasn’t going to let  this car beat him. He had a face that showed determination to beat this car at its game . AND HE DID!!! Turns out the ignition switch is dodgy, so to get everything working we just have to turn the engine on then turn the key back a little and PRESTO. – windows and air conditioning working perfectly. 

Not taking any chances we walked to a nearby Thai restaurant for dinner and strolled back to our room via the waterfront of the Hastings River, eating ice cream . Everything was good with the world again. What a BIG day 🙂 


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BIG things impress us

Today we travelled off in the direction of Coffs Harbour via the Waterfall Way from Armidale.

In true style we started the day in a big way with breakfast. The motel promises complimentary continental breakfast but I wasn’t too sure it would make me happy. I was pleasantly surprised as I tucked into cereal, yogurt and toast – with real butter – and the coffee was good too! Definitely fitted in with the BIG theme.

First stop was the big golden guitar. This place will be wall to wall people at the end of the week attending the Tamworth Country Music Festival. Apparently it is the largest one in the Southern Hemisphere. I also learned Tamworth is the home of country and western because in the 1950s, when everyone else was absorbed by rock and roll and the likes of shows like ‘Bandstand’, the folk of Tamworth refused to join in , opting instead to promote country and western music. But for now it was just us wandering this dedicated venue. 

That’s Chad Morgan – a bit of a waxy fellow haha

Took a few photos and were quickly on our way to the BIG view (named by me , not by Tamworth Council- they call it Oxley Lookout).  We enjoyed the silence and view over Tamworth from an elevation of around 600 metres (BIG height ).


Brian didn’t believe me when I said our next item was a BIG chicken at Moonbi but nevertheless he drove . He did question me a few times if it was a big chicken we were really looking for 🙂

Would you believe me ???


At Uralla we saw Thunderbolt’s Rocks-yes they are big but not technically a big icon since they are an actual thing. How disappointing people have felt the need to graffiti them.

Unexpectedly ( like the big blue heeler) we saw the BIG soldier at Uralla. He stood outside a now vacated war museum and according  to my Google research had been moved away – shows how you need to be discerning when using Google haha. Brian declared the museum a BIG disappointment as he would have enjoyed exploring it had it still been open :).


Arriving at Armidale we found the BIG lawn bowl. With a quick photo we were off off to Dorrigo.

It was another technically non big stop but it did serve BIG lime milkshakes in the cafe we chose. We also visited the lolly shop to satisfy Brian’s BIG sweettooth.


The trip through Dorrigo was magical. The temperature dropped to 20C and mist coated the green mountains. The road was incredibly windy in parts so I wasn’t the best of passengers with my constant reference to the need to be slow.

This photo doesn’t go the scenery justice.

Arriving in Bellingen we took time to wander and enjoy the menu boards of cafes with our eyes. We both were intrigued by the Satay Tofu pie with vegetables. Bypassing these cafes we spent  our money instead at the Sweet Bellingen and you can read about how amazing it is here.

With full bags we finished our drive to Coffs Harbour.

Dinner was fish and chips watching BIG waves.


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Journey of All Things Big

This week we are a having an adventure road trip within NSW. Our road trip will take us on a loop journey from home. We will travel out through Newcastle , Hunter Valley, Singleton, Muswellbrook, Tamworth, Armidale, across to Coffs Harbour and back down via Port Macquarie before heading home. I have named this our ‘Journey of All things BIG’. I have been researching the big icons in this region , so it will be big icons, big mileage , big bellies from eating and big credit card bill at the end (more than likely 😳 )

Luckily this time we didn’t need to organise a house sitter for the pets as our daughter and her partner are home for the holidays – perfect timing!!

As usual we started off around an hour later than I planned . We aren’t good on early starts. Farewelling all we drove off but not before informing Brian ( in kind tones of course) we had no time on our agenda for a breakfast locally. Rain made our start less than desirable. 

Our first BIG thing was a pair of ugg boots at Thornton ( not far from Newcastle).

After taking photos we ventured into the museum. It was interesting learning about sheep and the ugg boot factory but shearing a sheep had to be the best part for sure 😎

Brian found some replacement wool sock/ slippers to replace some he had that were once destroyed ( I think by a young puppy). 

Hitting the road we drove to Kurri Kurri- with BIG tummy rumbles as it was now around 11:30am and no food had passed our lips 👄 

Beautiful murals line the streets on the walls of many buildings. We drove around looking at them then located the BIG kookaburra. It sits in a park watching over the magpies, white doves and pigeons that also frequented the park seemingly looking for food. 

We stopped the rumbles of tummies with a pie each from the local bakery. Brian also had a banana muffin. 


Next was the BIG bottle near the Hunter Valley Gardens ( which in themselves are another big thing). But, before we arrived there we spied the Hunter Valley Chocolate and fudge store. Heavily laden with goodies we headed off in the direction of the bottle. We’ve seen the bottle frequently on trips to the gardens so Brian drove a loop around the roundabout while I took a quick photo from my window. 

The BIG sundial at Singleton was next on our agenda. The trip was beginning to feel like s scavenger hunt as I mentally ticked off each BIG thing. Used the sundial to tell the time using the chart provided alongside,and again off we went. 

The next BIG thing I wasn’t too sure I’d get lucky with. It was a blue heeler dog at Muswellbrook. Apparently they were first bred not far from Muswellbrook in a place called Dartford. When I had been researching my trip I read the dog had been removed for restoration back in July 2016. I’d called the information bureau and they had told me they were hoping for it to be back by the end of January. With my google map guiding us,the information bureau building sign loomed up ahead. I let out a BIG cheer when I saw the dog was back where it belonged! 

Our next stop wasn’t really a BIG thing but never the less it had looked like an interesting spot to stop. 

It was a park at Wallabadah, about 40 minutes out of Tamworth. The park is a memorial to the First Fleet. Having read the first sign I was more than adequately able to answer the question asked of me by a lady wandering the park , as to why it is here. Apparently this was Ray Collins’ (descendant of a first fleeter) vision – but no where else would let him build it. He built it – and they came ! By now the cool temperature ( and rain) was well left behind and the beautiful blue sky framed our view and the sun sizzled my skin as the temp climbed from 31C to 32C ( at 4:30 pm.)


Our final destination to sleep ready for another BIG day tomorrow was Tamworth. 

Our room overlooks the pool and Brian made good use of the pool while I read the Sunday paper. It also has good free wifi too, another bonus!

Dinner was scrumptious at a nearby Chinese Restaurant. The meals certainly fitted our BIG theme and now we are resting with our BIG appetites sated.
 

Brian had his favourite dessert – deep fried ice cream with chocolate sauce. 

Time for a BIG sleep I think 💤💤💤


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Bruny Island Day 2 

We awoke to clouds but no rain. Hopeful for a little less mud we started off to explore the top half of the island. 

Our first stop was the Bruny Cheese Company. although there was no cheese production to watch, we did get to sample some. They were all cow milk based cheeses, ranging from mild soft to hard with a bit of bite. Enjoyed them but with out travel arrangements they weren’t a viable option to purchase.


Next we headed to Get Shucked, an oyster bar. I saw oysters being sorted by size , then went to enjoy some of this freshly shucked produce. They were very tasty and HUGE!! 

Driving on from there we reached Dennes Point and took a walk on the short jetty. The water was crystal clear even at a depth we guesstimated to be about 3 metres or more. Small and large fish swam about the seaweed patches. Just as we went to go back to the car we saw these little creatures playing in the grasses opposite. We think they are baby quolls. They were only about as long as my hand. 

Continuing on we saw an echidna having an amble roadside. It had much more hair between spikes than those I have seen walking wild on mainland Australia. 


From the ferry trip we took the route south, looping us back to Hobart. We detoured by Mt Wellington, observing the cloud atop it as we got closer. The winding road had steep cliffs on our side of the road in parts. It was just 6C at the top ( 13C at sea level). 

Tired, we returned to our hotel back in Hobart. We are off to Port Arthur tomorrow as the weather is to change back to rain on Wednesday, so we will take the sunnier option to walk the historical site tomorrow. 


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Bruny Island -Day 1

Today we made our way to Kettering to catch the car ferry to Bruny Island. I was excited to see Kettering as a couple of months ago I had watched an intriguing TV series based in the town. I have a few of the landmarks to visit there when we return to the mainland.

Arriving for the 11am ferry we had a 40 minute wait. The dock is well set up fir this by having a cafe there. We ate our breakfast watching boats bob on their moorings and before we knew it we were back in our car ready to drive on the ferry.

The trip across takes about 20 minutes. We were on an outside lane so could watch the shoreline disappear as we crossed the still waters.


My original plan was to explore the top half of the island today and the bottom tomorrow. Our accommodation is about midway on the island. Arriving on the island however, we noticed we had just a quarter of a tank of petrol. As the only petrol was on the bottom half of the island we decided to head there and to reverse days.

With a full tank our first stop was the chocolate factory. Due to health and safety rules they are no longer able to have the public visit the chocolate making workshop, but they did have a video of it showing. We sampled lavender fudge and chocolate fudge and then purchased a large selection of fudges and chocolates. Such good customers we were the sales lady tossed on a free bag of chocolate coated honeycomb that was ‘irregular’ – like as if my taste buds will know it’s not perfectly cubed haha.


We saw where Captain Cook , Abel Tasman and William Bligh had landed at different times, then headed to Cloudy Bay and on to the lighthouse. The roads start off tarred but very quickly change to gravel. The roads aren’t very wide in parts, so as you pass traffic going the other way you need to slow a bit. The car has changed from white to brown, a visit to a car wash will be needed before we take it back at the end of the holiday.




The views from the lighthouse area were spectacular, added to by the light mist.

We checked in to our accommodation as we were passing the hotel. As if he new me , the man at the hotel reception assured me to look inside the motel room before passing judgement…it was a little square box from outside!! He said inside was new renovations, and the view amazing and he was right! It’s like a regular motel room inside. The linen is crisp and clean ( I checked as soon as I entered haha). It’s regular hotel size and we put on the room heater and the room was warm fast. It’s not luxury but it’s definitely comfortable and so reasonably priced.


The view is across the D’Entrecasteaux Channel to Satellite Island.


We ate dinner in Hotel Bruny and again were impressed , just like their hotel room.


The menu was large and the meals even larger and delicious!!! The staff were really friendly which added to the atmosphere. We were really challenged to eat all our dinnrer. We started with garlic bread , served on a wooden board with a drizzle of balsamic vinegar. Brian had chicken parmigiana and o had Tasmanian scallops. Neither of us could totally finish our meal !  Definitely recommend staying and eating here if you come to Bruny Island. 


We will sleep well after all the walking, concentrating on gravel roads and such full tummies. And yes, we still found room for dessert hahaha


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Travelling Tasmania 

We landed at night to the twinkling lights of Hobart city. The adventure began with finding our hire car in the parking lot. It wasn’t that hard to locate but it certainly felt cold as we checked over the car for scratches and dents etc, using the light of our trusty iPhones.With just two wrong turns ( one I’m blaming on the airport road works) we found our accommodation for the night. Our room was in a cottage at the rear. The cottage was an old style house and our room showed the evidence it once had a fireplace , now the room was heated electronically. We left to find food, ending up at Coles supermarket ( we found out the next day just a few blocks more we would hav located a plethora of cafes and restaurants). Dinner consisted of a Lean Cuisine meal for Brian and a pizza bread for me, heated in the room microwave. We also picked up supplies of dips and chips ( our usual Friday night habit).

In the morning we headed off in the direction of Strathgordon. The trip is about 2 and a half hours without stops, but we made stops. 

Our first stop was at Mt Field National Park. I’d read about the Russell Falls here and thought they should be spectacular after the recent Tasmanian rains. The walk to them was an easy one. Signposted as 25 mins return, we took a little longer, looking in the stream for possible sightings of platypuses and to admire the height and width of the trees here, as well as the greenest of green mosses that covered so much vegetation. Some very large trees had fallen both on the path ( and had been chopped back and off the walkway. Some of the trees had trunks as wide as I am tall! 



Already a cold start at around 11C, with each step closer to the falls we could feel the temperature dropping. With hands in my pockets, and ever thankful for my fleecy-lined tights, we walked on to the falls. The sound at the falls was near deafening as the water roared as it propelled over the rock face, to drop to the ground. The stream was full of boulders. Frothy water danced over the rocks , some pooling away from the wash. 


For our walk back to the car we chose the path that led via the other side of the stream. As we walked we paused along the path looking for that elusive platypus, but to no avail. We did see some fish swimming in the current though. 


Our onward journey took us to Strathgordon Dam. The trip was amongst tall mountains, some still with a light layer of snow on top. 


The dam was created in response to the need for more electricity. The dam wall is arc shaped, 17 metres thick at the bottom, tapering to approximately 3 metres wide at the top. The arc runs 198 metres long and is 140 metres tall! There are more than 100 steps down from the road to the dam. Needless to say I didn’t do that trek. I would hate the walk back up, not to mention standing on that dam! I was feeling the height from looking out from the road level! Brian did the walk and had jelly legs from the walk back up. 


Our drive back was in light showers. Heavy black clouds were illuminated by beautiful rainbows. The grasslands looked even greener against the sky. 


Dinner was fabulous! Pizza Hut in Moonah ( suburb near where we were staying) still does the ‘all you can eat’ buffet. We put the term to the test and waddled out after our consumption of pizza, salad and dessert. 

Tomorrow … Bruny Island 


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Do it!

imageEvery where we have eaten on this vacation to Fiji, be it at a resort or in Port Denarau, on islands or evening cruises, the food has been extremely delicious.. And the serving sizes plentiful.

Breakfast starts the day we’ll with a huge buffet at the resort. This even included champagne( pour your own from bottles in a large ice bucket, if that’s your desire. Eggs are made to yourlikimg as you wait, including fluffy omelets with an array of optional fillings. We find with a good breakfast and the addition of an ice cream for afternoon tea wended no more food until dinner.

Each morning those of you who know me well, know I can’t go past fresh cream…on desserts, cakes, in coffee…even straight from a spoon 🙂 There at the pancake bar each morning is a huge bowl of whipped cream!! Like everything it is relent shed often with fresh supplies. Of course I load it on my pancakes, my fruit and slip some into my coffee. Yesterday as I placed my pancake on my plate I looked to the bowl. It had just a ‘me’ size serving left.

The lady in front of me had the spoon in her hand. I knew I’d have to wait for the fresh bowl (and I was already drooling in anticipation of the cream). But no! She was that weird brand of person I don’t understand at all. She uttered that sentence all ‘good’ women do… “Oh, I should be GOOD and not eat cream!” Under normal circumstances I would break into my spiel that we shouldn’t accord guilt to the consumption of food we enjoy. At that point of brain wave however, where I was contemplating , “What if there is no other bowl of cream in the kitchen?” I heard myself tell her in no uncertain terms she definitely should stick to the good over ‘naughty’ and skip the cream!!

I then ladled that delicious fresh cream onto my pancake, drizzled the maple syrup in a decorate way…and devoured  it in eyeshot of the dry pancake being consumed by that lady at a nearby table. I did notice another bowl of cream out when I returned to select a pastry 😜

Life isn’t a rehearsal!!


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Bula!

After a few long hectic weeks full of a combination of illness ( the dreaded cough virus that hit the local area and both me and Brian) , heavy workload and consequently no sleep relaxation time has finally arrived. 

Spent the ‘night before flight’ at Rydges Sydney Airport as our flight out was an early 8:30 one. Can’t recommend this highly enough for plane enthusiasts …or those that value an extra hour of sleep before travel! Our room looked over the airport. I was well armed with my trusty binoculars, flightradar24 open on one page of my browser and the flight arrival and departures on another. This is one of the few times I don’t feel hunger – well at least not for food. Had to be dragged away from my window but must admit the food was truly worth it. Watched the planes til no more passenger flights then was up to watch the first to depart Sydney in the morning. Then it was my time to join the travelers.


Check in was easy enough, but in true fashion for me, the check-in counters and gates were always miles apart. Yes, I checked in at counter J (Virgin Australia) and departed from gate 50 …but at least not Gate 63! While waiting for the plane I had to get my teacher voice and face out. Minding our own business I get a hit to the head with a tennis ball. Two kids were playing an active game of handball amongst the crowd of passengers . The first hit got them the death stare and a suggestion to play further away. The second!!!! time saw the deaths stare and a comment that a better place to play would be outside the terminal. The third!!!! time saw them come over and ask for their ball back this time rather than just scramble around our feet. Thankfully it as boarding time then. Is it too much o teach children that there is a time and place for games? I noticed their parents enjoying a quiet coffee well away from the ‘play area’. If only I’d had their insight haha! 

Anyway our flight was to be a great one. Couldn’t believe our luck. We had seats in row 3. Yes I had to be in close proximity to the business class people but had extra leg room and 2 windows , what more can I ask for?? … welll….maybe for no crying baby or the toddler who kept opening and closing the magnetic rope that separates business class from economy. Food was a yogurt, an omelet, with 3 potato wedges and tasty chutney, and a muesli bar, washed down with apple juice . Was even able to stalk my own plane via the Virgin onboard wifi…also had an array of movies, podcasts, books and games. Broke the monotony of just water to look at below. 


Arrived at Nadi to be greater by 30C heat and a balmy breeze…just how life should be. A quick bag grab and walk through customs and in a few minutes we were being whisked away to our accommodation wearing new she’ll necklaces. We saw children on buses going home from school. Learned they have a 3 term year, with 2 sets of 3 week holidays and a 6 weeker at Christmas ( does this now qualify me to call this trip an educational activity and tax deduction??? lol) we passed through sugar cane, and houses with washing dancing on clothes lines , then the opulence of enormous homes ( apparently mostly own by overseas investors) and a well manicured golf course, before arriving at the Westin Denarau. 


We were greeted by a porter and a small band was playing in the foyer ( not purposely for me haha). Check in was a breeze and thanks to my new membership (joined last week) of the Starwood club I was told I was entitled to a 20% off dining ( except breakfasts). Better than a poke in the eye with a blind stick for sure!! 

Our room is in the second floor which means about 12 steps – you all know how much I love steps. But we do have a balcony. 


We were starving after our aeroplane food being all we had eaten , but at almost 5 pm found we needed to walk to Sheraton ( maybe 500 meters) for food or wait until 6pm. So wait we did, using the time to look around the resort . So glad I fake tanned before we left. I would have stood out more as a newbie with my milky white legs haha. 

Ate dinner at an Asian inspired restaurant while watching a fire dance . We will get more ‘up close and personal’ to this show another night when we aren’t lusting after an early dinner like we were. 

Ambled along the waterfront before retiring early. 10pm here is just 8pm at home but we were both exhausted from lack of sleep. Zzzzzzzz


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Ways to enjoy a swimming pool and ensure others do too (?) !!

I decided although I like to wear the newest style clothing and hair, keep up to date with music and can tell you the latest Kardashian gossip with the best of them, there is still a hidden ‘old’ gene that surfaces every now and then. I think it was surfacing big time when I was sitting poolside at a resort and while I wrote this. 🙂

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1. If mum is sitting on the pool edge in her pretty bikini, well styled hair and make up, don’t jump in the water there. Instead walk the 10 paces to the stranger who is also sitting poolside, also has perfect make up and hair and is enjoying her quiet time. Jump right in there, creating a splash that won’t splash far enough to wet your mum.
2. Signs don’t apply to men. Don’t let the ‘No Diving ‘sign take away your fun. To maximise your fun, ignore those empty spots poolside when choosing your spot to execute your dive. Choose less than 30 cms from the lady sitting quietly poolside relishing in the peaceful water gently lapping over her feet. Select the lady who is enjoying the fact that she no longer has to do the ‘watch the kids safety’. Step as close as you can, bomb into the water. If you really want it do it well stand up after the dive ( yes the water is only shallow) then do your most splashiest duck dive. Very impressive.
3. Children need to practise their swimming strokes every opportunity. You have invested many dollars in those lessons and where better to practise the fast feet kicking. The best method is to do it pushing out from the beach area of the pool. More often that not the beach swim out is only used by one or two people. They are sitting there using the area as it is designed, to sit in the water without disturbing others and enjoying the sun’s rays dancing on the soft water lapping around them. Sit back on your deck chair and bellow ( oops use soft tones) at your children, “Do It again!” “Go back to the edge and kick harder this time!” This will buy you time without the kids . Those sitting close by will enjoy watching your children have fun and listening to your exquisite instructions, not to mention being covered in water splash. Another suitable venue for this activity is near the swim up bar as well. All those drinks being carried away can be made more tasty with a good splash of chlorinated swimming water.
4. The lady staring out at the water , saying nothing, enjoying the vision of palm trees swaying , music of a solo guitar player singing ‘her’ music,is just waiting for you to bring your baby over to splash right up close, and not to mention you engaging in loud cute baby talk and yes, splashing. Nothing cuter than someone else’s baby in a baby float that keeps floating to her and knocking her legs. What fun would the empty area of the pool be for this activity? No , close range to another is the preferable place.

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5. Don’t just bring a float to the pool. Bring a huge ( decent size) float then ride it close to others floating in the water. Up close those floats look even more impressive as they glide past a face , pushing glasses from the face of the plastic float free person. Don’t bother with a verbal apology, no, respond with a simple splash wave as enjoy your hands help you paddle on.
6. Bring a decent size ball ( talking regular football size of course!) to the pool. Stand the person who is least likely to catch the ball near the person who is standing and / or floating in the pool carefree. Purposely ignore the empty expanses in the pool. Have the strongest tosser hurl that ball so it skims the water creating a perfect splash – yes in the face of unsuspecting swimmers. This can only be topped in greatness if the player who didn’t catch the ball does some hectic water thrashing to reach the ball.
Most of all, always have your interactive pool fun as far away as possible from the empty parts of the pool…and your mum. Choose an unsuspecting stranger instead. 🙂

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Have you any other examples of where others involve you in their fun at the pool ?