Since I slacked off and didn't organise a get-away for us while my sweetie is off work this week, we decided to holiday at home and do some of the things we've always wanted to right here in our own backyard.
This morning we got up bright and early and set out to walk from The Spit to Manly. This is an ambitious bushwalk- about 10k-and we had all three kids in tow.
About 2k into the walk we came to a lovely little beach called Clontarf. And- BONUS- it had a playground we've never been to. Summer mission #3- check!
After a bit of a play we were back on the track, heading past Castle Rock Beach and Grotto Point. The views were typical Sydney views- which is to say they were absolutely stunning.
The track was pretty challenging; especially since I had the bubby on my back and the little buddy spent most of the walk on his dad's shoulders. Did I mention there were A LOT of stairs. Yes, there were.
As we made our way up to the Dobroyd Scenic Lookout I began to think that 5.5 km was plenty for one day. The kids agreed. And wouldn't you know there was yet another playground behind the reserve. Make that Summer Mission #4!
While the kids played we grownups decided to call a taxi to take us back to our car. The rest of the Spit to Manly walk would have to wait for another day.
But when you're a family of 5 taking a taxi isn't as easy as it seems. The cab company had a bit of trouble locating a seven seat taxi with an infant capsule. We waited, and waited. Finally I made an executive decision. Send the dad back to the car in a regular taxi, and he'd come back and get the rest of us.
So off he went. Of course, when he arrived at the car he quickly realized he didn't have the keys with him! So, back to the playground he came, picked up the keys, took the taxi back to the car, and finally, came back to retrieve us all.
Now you'd think that would be enough of an adventure for one day. But no- there's more. I had arranged for my hubby and I to take sailing lessons this week, and today was the first one.
We were both a bit surprised when we showed up at the sailing school and met our instructor who appeared to be a 13 year old Justin Bieber look-a-like.
But, I'm happy to report he was actually quite competent. The lesson went smoothly, we didn't damage anything, and they said we could come back tomorrow for the second installment.
Whew! Next time I plan a holiday at home I think we will just make plans to plop ourselves on the beach. In fact, I think I'll pencil that in for next week.