Port Lincoln

This morning started off overcast and a bit rainy, but it soon cleared to blue skies and fluffy white clouds sitting above Boston Bay.

Christmas is almost here, and don't we know it.  Children leaping onto beds and off the ceiling.  Mum losing it and screaming at everyone that she'll take away all the Christmas presents if they don't behave. Crazy stuff.  Even in a caravan!

We drove into Port Lincoln this morning for a look around and some last minute shopping.  We had a lovely time wandering through the town, and just as Oskar's sandals fell apart, we passed target so went in a got him another pair.  What timing.

Port Lincoln has a population of 20,000 that doubles when they hold their annual Tuna festival.  No prizes for guessing what type of fish you can catch around Port Lincoln.

There were a number of old buildings, but our main goal today was to have a rest, we are all very tired from five days of long driving, and the build up to Christmas is fraying everyone's nerves.  We sat for a bit in McDonalds (we seem to visit a bit, but anywhere else would cost us a fortune to eat), and in the end we returned to our caravan much more cheerful than when we'd left.

The last stop on our way out of town was the laundromat.  We're getting very good at this laundromat thing, and this one even had a video running.  We couldn't get the kids to leave once the load had finished.  Dominic spotted Tony and Val going past in their distinctive motorhome, and we rang to see if he was right.  They have driven all the way down here to have Christmas with us.  The kids were very glad. (so were we).

I dug out the Christmas stockings that I've carted around for three months, and the children got very excited.  Joseph and Dominic trained Cooper how to check it for presents.  They told him to close his eyes, then they put some of his toys in and told him they were ready.  He was so excited every time he found his old toys in the stocking.

Later in the afternoon we headed down to our shady little beach, had a rest on the sand while the kids jumped in and out of the shallow water.  Very peaceful.  We had dinner, a special one because it was Christmas Eve, remembering our family who would be having their traditional Christmas Eve celebration.  We had wombok salad anyway, even if we couldn't be there.  It was starting to feel a bit more like Christmas.

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Vicki