Our arrival- Christmas
Boredom filled my mind as I looked out the car window. We were all packed in like sardines, but I knew it was all worth it as it was the best time of the year; Christmas. Slowly we got closer to our destination we all longed for; the wonderful beach. As the car turned into the car park, we all jumped with joy as our long journey was finally over, we had arrived.
Doors shot open and a stampede of anxious children stumbled out of the car. You would have thought it was about to blow up. Cheers were floating through the air and children were all in the water in the blink of an eye. Salt water filed my hair as I dived into the refreshing sea which took the wind out of my lungs. We all played for about 30 minutes. It was time to unpack the cars so we all rushed down the road to the batch.
The batch was exactly how we left it last year, abandoned with no movement at all. Firstly we unpacked all of the junk foods such as fizzy drinks, ice cream and of course chocolate, but Nana had made sure she’d packed some fruit. We then selected which beds we were going to sleep in as first in first serve. I managed to get one of the top bunks (not on the floor) which was a bonus. My sister managed to find the surfboards hiding away in the rusty old bike shed covered in spider webs. Boogie boards were also hiding away in the garage which I found and headed back down to the beach with my two cousins.
We’d all had enough of the beach so we decided to go and get some fish and chips for dinner which was located on the main street. Amongst the main street was the Warehouse and my favourite dairy. We all waited outside the fish & chips shop and played a game of I spy. There were lots of palm trees down the side of the road where we were, with neatly trimmed roses scattered behind them. On the other side of the road was a big grocery shop standing out from a never ending grass field, stretching to the golden sand of the beach.
Finally we received our order from the ginger haired shop receptionist who thanked us for shopping at Herlys which was the name of the shop. We ate at the park behind the grocery shop. Slowly we staggered back to the batch ready to play till midnight. Everything was going awesome but then we heard the bad news, our uncle’s girlfriend had had an accident so they couldn’t come. We were all disappointed that they were not coming but we decided to put it behind us as nothing was going to ruin our holidays at the beach. Everything was going so fast as one day of our holidays was already gone. We decided to go to bed sharing what we had all done, slowly my eyes fell shut.
Lynne Crowe
June 13th, 2008 at 10:23 am
An interesting story - thank you for sharing it.
BTW Didn’t Mrs Shaw pick up your mistake of using ‘batch’ instead of ‘bach’?