Today was a public holiday here on the east coast. It was a glorious day. The sun was fierce but in partnership with the wind it was sublime. We went to the beach, saw more people this time, and we sat high on the beach an watched the sea: Me, my mom and dad, in trio. It was real nice.
Yesterday we also had great weather. Later today my dad put on his chefs hat and made us a fantastic lunch which we eat together on the back veranda which had the afternoon sun join us. I forgot the taste of All Gold tomato sauce and how good it is. I really need to buy some tomato sauce (any kind) when I get back home, I can't see the sense in not having it really - it tastes so so good. We sorta lounged after that, I figure that the meal and the sun might have made is all a bit tired and I fell asleep on the couch. After waking up, everyone else had also except for my dad, he was fidgeting with something in the kitchen - he likes to have a clean kitchen. Fussy chef.
I relocated to the caravan, and slept until quite late in the afternoon until arising around 17:00.
Early this morning though, I finished the apple pie we made the prior day - that was my first breakfast. My mom then fried me up an egg, baby marrows, onions and mushrooms and brought it to me on a Tray while I was sipping my mid-morning tea out on the veranda. That was nice.
Just now my dad and I went for a shower, it's kinda cool being able to shout to each other across the shower stalls. "Pass the soap, will you?". We shout-chat about various stuff in the shower, then continue at a more easy pace when we get out and walk back to the cottage. What fun!
My beard, I can call it that now as it's graduated to a fairly semi-respectable fluff, is looking rather like a cave man has woken up in civilisation. I'm liking it and might keep it for a while: it's kinda comfortable now. A few days back it was driving me mad as it was scratchy but it's all good now. I think I look rather like Maximus from The Gladiator. Silly, but I'm on holiday and it wonderfully represents the relaxed, care-free holiday I've had thus far - too relaxed to worry about shaving...Yay! Certainly not yet on par as my dad...could I dare to get there?!
I lie here in the caravan, still hearing my moms feet on the wood floors in the adjacent cottage, floundering about as she tries to do a little bit of everything before bed. It's now that I put my headphones and write up about the days happenings, listening to music in the background. How wonderfully my time has been spent.
Tomorrow my dad and I are heading into town for supplies of which I have a list and can share:
Water
Apple corer(the one we used broke so I'm buying my mom and new one)
Cat food
Draw money: R70(donation for Lions)
Raisens
Oats
Milk
Sasko seed brown bread
Meat
Wors (this is sausage)
Hamburgers
Cheese
Chicken
Potatoes
Onions
Butternut( been having this a lot recently and it's lovely)
So I've got to get up fairly early, around 9am which is a far cry from my usual 10-11am late starts, which I must say I do rather enjoy.
Let's see how splendid tomorrow will be.
Yesterday we also had great weather. Later today my dad put on his chefs hat and made us a fantastic lunch which we eat together on the back veranda which had the afternoon sun join us. I forgot the taste of All Gold tomato sauce and how good it is. I really need to buy some tomato sauce (any kind) when I get back home, I can't see the sense in not having it really - it tastes so so good. We sorta lounged after that, I figure that the meal and the sun might have made is all a bit tired and I fell asleep on the couch. After waking up, everyone else had also except for my dad, he was fidgeting with something in the kitchen - he likes to have a clean kitchen. Fussy chef.
I relocated to the caravan, and slept until quite late in the afternoon until arising around 17:00.
Early this morning though, I finished the apple pie we made the prior day - that was my first breakfast. My mom then fried me up an egg, baby marrows, onions and mushrooms and brought it to me on a Tray while I was sipping my mid-morning tea out on the veranda. That was nice.
Just now my dad and I went for a shower, it's kinda cool being able to shout to each other across the shower stalls. "Pass the soap, will you?". We shout-chat about various stuff in the shower, then continue at a more easy pace when we get out and walk back to the cottage. What fun!
My beard, I can call it that now as it's graduated to a fairly semi-respectable fluff, is looking rather like a cave man has woken up in civilisation. I'm liking it and might keep it for a while: it's kinda comfortable now. A few days back it was driving me mad as it was scratchy but it's all good now. I think I look rather like Maximus from The Gladiator. Silly, but I'm on holiday and it wonderfully represents the relaxed, care-free holiday I've had thus far - too relaxed to worry about shaving...Yay! Certainly not yet on par as my dad...could I dare to get there?!
I lie here in the caravan, still hearing my moms feet on the wood floors in the adjacent cottage, floundering about as she tries to do a little bit of everything before bed. It's now that I put my headphones and write up about the days happenings, listening to music in the background. How wonderfully my time has been spent.
Tomorrow my dad and I are heading into town for supplies of which I have a list and can share:
Water
Apple corer(the one we used broke so I'm buying my mom and new one)
Cat food
Draw money: R70(donation for Lions)
Raisens
Oats
Milk
Sasko seed brown bread
Meat
Wors (this is sausage)
Hamburgers
Cheese
Chicken
Potatoes
Onions
Butternut( been having this a lot recently and it's lovely)
So I've got to get up fairly early, around 9am which is a far cry from my usual 10-11am late starts, which I must say I do rather enjoy.
Let's see how splendid tomorrow will be.