First night on tour and I have discovered that it's perfectly acceptable to wear just underwear and t-shirt at caravan park.
This information finds me as i am fully dressed in pj pants in the bathroom and a mother-daughter combo sets about in 'long' t-shirts that aren't quite long enough to be a 'nightie' and leaves me wondering if they've not heard of pyjama pants.
Am figuring that the issue is not with the pants-less people, but with my city transition into the randomness that be the actually probably normal people that I'm going to find along this way.
Permission now seemingly granted for lack of pj pants like no mans business from here on in!
WIN.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Van Morrison: Caravan
We've named our caravan 'Van Morrison' (thanks for that Wally) - and so have decided to name some of the posts in honour of our travelling home - with a Van Morrison song title. As it turns out, he once wrote a song called 'Caravan' - how fitting!
So after pretting up the place a little and packing the pack out of every nook and cranny for the last few days the time has finally come to bust a move out of town.
I can hardly believe it, but we chose a Tuesday to get on the road and start our tour of Australia. The Tuesday hater in me was a little concerned about the choice of weekday, but thankfully, Tuesday was kind.
We left Orange in the mid afternoon and went as far as Yass - thought it would be best to take it slow and check that we were able to drive with the van, before going a distance.
So some 220kms later, we're having our first celebratory beer, first meal and first sleepover in Van Morrison.
Hoorah for that!
Next stop - the southern NSW coast, via Canberra to visit our fabulous friends Mitch and Jody. It's pretty much the best to be travelling and able to see friends along the way!
Here's to seeing more friends and making new ones on the road to come...
So after pretting up the place a little and packing the pack out of every nook and cranny for the last few days the time has finally come to bust a move out of town.
I can hardly believe it, but we chose a Tuesday to get on the road and start our tour of Australia. The Tuesday hater in me was a little concerned about the choice of weekday, but thankfully, Tuesday was kind.
We left Orange in the mid afternoon and went as far as Yass - thought it would be best to take it slow and check that we were able to drive with the van, before going a distance.
So some 220kms later, we're having our first celebratory beer, first meal and first sleepover in Van Morrison.
Hoorah for that!
Next stop - the southern NSW coast, via Canberra to visit our fabulous friends Mitch and Jody. It's pretty much the best to be travelling and able to see friends along the way!
Here's to seeing more friends and making new ones on the road to come...
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Tuesday Special: pack up and go
We've been packing. Packing the whole weekend, because in a week, we leave for our trip around Australia.
It's so exciting, even though the packing is exhausting.
There's 2 categories of packing - stuff for storage, stuff for caravan trip.
What's hardest to work out, is what to take for the 4 months. We'll be going through different seasons and in places where it's warm in the day, but cold during the night.
And even though it's technically camping, surely there is still a need for options on essentials (perhaps 4 different face moisturisers is too much?).
But the process of packing up for storage gets me to wondering...
Why on earth do I have that many things in my bathroom cupboard?
Why do we have so many wine glasses?
How did I fill an entire vase with lip glosses and balms?
What was I planning to do with all the birthday cards I have kept from the last 5 years?
Perhaps my husband was right when he said I have a scarf for everyday that it gets cold in Sydney (all 35 of them).
I think the packing has led to some sort of self-discovery that can only mean (and all equally terrifying):
1. I buy too much stuff (surely not)
2. My sentimentality is leading me to be a hoarder (omfg)
3. I have some sort of addiction to having options
As a result I've been fairly ruthless in the op-shop handover and have worked against my usual self in deciding what to take on the trip.
Husband man and I have decided on no TV for the van - it's digital radio, ipod and the interwebs and I've got about 30 books I haven't read + some board games.
I've still got too much stuff in the 'taking with' pile (the 6 hoodies are clearly not necessary) but I can do one final cull before we actually depart.
Maybe.
Unfortunately, one thing in the 'not taking with' is our Kiki.
We thought she would be ok to travel after doing lots of research, but her vet has advised that it's best for her to stay in a more permanent home for the 4 months.
This is Kiki in packing protest:
So she'll be looked after by Husband man's lovely brother and wife + their two daughters.
I just know that she'll be thrilled about being dressed up by the girls and carted around the house in shopping bags!!
I am so thankful she'll be staying with family and that they're excited to have her.
Our nieces have already made her a special box house with streamers and a blanket - welcome to your new home Kiki!
So here's to packing and by default, a bit of spring cleaning. I reckon there's nothing quite like moving house to force a bit of life clean-out.
Here comes fun....
It's so exciting, even though the packing is exhausting.
There's 2 categories of packing - stuff for storage, stuff for caravan trip.
What's hardest to work out, is what to take for the 4 months. We'll be going through different seasons and in places where it's warm in the day, but cold during the night.
And even though it's technically camping, surely there is still a need for options on essentials (perhaps 4 different face moisturisers is too much?).
But the process of packing up for storage gets me to wondering...
Why on earth do I have that many things in my bathroom cupboard?
Why do we have so many wine glasses?
How did I fill an entire vase with lip glosses and balms?
What was I planning to do with all the birthday cards I have kept from the last 5 years?
Perhaps my husband was right when he said I have a scarf for everyday that it gets cold in Sydney (all 35 of them).
I think the packing has led to some sort of self-discovery that can only mean (and all equally terrifying):
1. I buy too much stuff (surely not)
2. My sentimentality is leading me to be a hoarder (omfg)
3. I have some sort of addiction to having options
As a result I've been fairly ruthless in the op-shop handover and have worked against my usual self in deciding what to take on the trip.
Husband man and I have decided on no TV for the van - it's digital radio, ipod and the interwebs and I've got about 30 books I haven't read + some board games.
I've still got too much stuff in the 'taking with' pile (the 6 hoodies are clearly not necessary) but I can do one final cull before we actually depart.
Maybe.
Unfortunately, one thing in the 'not taking with' is our Kiki.
We thought she would be ok to travel after doing lots of research, but her vet has advised that it's best for her to stay in a more permanent home for the 4 months.
This is Kiki in packing protest:
So she'll be looked after by Husband man's lovely brother and wife + their two daughters.
I just know that she'll be thrilled about being dressed up by the girls and carted around the house in shopping bags!!
I am so thankful she'll be staying with family and that they're excited to have her.
Our nieces have already made her a special box house with streamers and a blanket - welcome to your new home Kiki!
So here's to packing and by default, a bit of spring cleaning. I reckon there's nothing quite like moving house to force a bit of life clean-out.
Here comes fun....
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