Tuesday 14th August:
The men wanted to go fishing, so Jen sent her kids off to school and we just stayed at her house relaxing. It was nice to just chill. At one point Taz was watching a movie when she came over to me on the couch, lay down on my stomach and promptly fell asleep. I think my little girls needed a down day just as much as I did.
Meanwhile, the men were not having as relaxing a day as we were. They launched the boat at Kaiaua three hours before low tide, but because the inlet was in dire need of dredging, the water dropped before they realised what was happening and the next thing they knew, they were completely stuck in the mud. They launched at
7am and only managed to free the boat at 2pm. The men spent the day literally waiting for the tide to come back in so they could get the boat out of the mud. HAHAHA. I laugh, but that is a really sucky thing to happen and what a waste of a day.
The boys got home from school and so Jen and I decided to take the kids to Sunset beach for a little bit of an outing. In Jen's words "We set off, all jolly in our journey, enjoying the rainbow we saw along the way ..."
We were about 2km from the beach when we realised the petrol light was on! We had been at the petrol station to fill up the night before but Jen had forgotten her debit card in her camera bag, and I didn't have enough cash on me so we decided to just fill up the next day. We
had forgotten all about the petrol situation before setting out for the
beach.
Well, with the nearest petrol station 31km away, we
couldn't even risk the remaining 2km to the beach and back, so we just
had to turn around and drive back, praying that we would make it. Noah was feeling a bit car sick and really needed to hurl and we couldn't even risk stopping because we didn't know when the fuel light had come on, so we didn't know how far we would get before running out of petrol. Jen had formulated a brilliant plan though. If we ran out, I (thats right - me) would have to walk to the nearest petrol station fill up a tank and then walk back to the car. I know, brilliant, right? Anyway, we were in the middle of nowhere and the kids were all stinking mad that they didn't get to play on the beach like they had been promised so there was much whining, whinging and petulant tantrum throwing in the back (not to mention the disturbing noises of the car sick one.) But, after much prayer and gripping of the dashboard, we made it to the petrol station and then just straight back home again. Little bit of a let down to say the least.
That night Jen organised a babysitter so the four adults could go on a double date (a first for Jen and I). The food was divine, but it was the dessert that I still dream about. We ordered a sampler platter of creme brulee, dessert pizza, chocolate cakey divinity and a sort of berry crumble, and they were all served with ice cream, fresh cream and a black berry compote of sorts. We didn't have time to even snap a before shot we got stuck into it so fast. Hmmm, heaven.