On friday, Tahnee and I zoomed off in comfort (borrowed Mum's VW golf - which we think looks kinda hippo shape but she was offended when I said that) on our adventure to Bicheno. It was almost a year ago that we'd done a similar trip, only we'd just squeezed in 2 nights, arriving late and leaving early on the last day to return to uni. beautiful sunny day which was spent in a similar way... eating, drinking (warm day perfect for a beer or two!), visiting both the surf shops - had to make sure we supported the local economy. We spent a fair bit of the afternoon at the beach - a couple of dips, some time in the sun reading books and magazines.. bliss! Three of our other friends were camping further up the East Coast since thursday. We'd skillfully arranged for them to visit us on their way back - and our meeting timed perfectly: we were just walking up from the beach as they drove into the carpark. (Which luckily meant they'd deciphered my map of how to A whole year ago, and it was my first day... but now I'm a big grown up second year student.. next week I am anyway. This trip, we arrived on the Friday afternoon, relaxed, ate cheese and bisuits, drank Coronas and made our selves pretty comfortable. Saturday was a get to the beach!). Our sleepover was a great success - our veggie friendly meal of pumpkin gnochi with invented tomato, onion, red wine etc sauce, plus coleslaw when down well. An evening stroll to the gulch followed by *ahem* butterscotch self saucing pudding... which we of course could have made from scratch but.. hey at a shack its easier to just add egg and 3 tbs water!
There was plenty of lazing around time - reading, i did some random drawings and even played with some paints, we went for brief walks to the beach to make us feel less lazy, and we made sure to eat and drink at regulr intervals - otherwise we wouldn't get through all the food we brought with us! After another relaxing morning on monday, we packed up after lunch (and a quick trip BACK to the surf shop because I decided the other jumper I liked when I first saw it was worth it after all!). There were only a few stupid log trucks and slow rentacars to contend with on the drive home - and with Tahnee as dj, it was a pleasant return trip after avery enjoyable weekend. At home I discovered they've begun knocking down walls - well a wall, the one between rooms upstairs where they plan to put a kitchen. Not that there isn't already a kitchen but its a long story! Ah and.. they began knocking down the wall, removed plaster etc, but the studs are still there... and thats because it turns out to be a weight bearing wall.. ie IT'S HOLDING UP THE ROOF. They forgot about that. I guess it's the first of a number of the hiccups that occur when renovating old places. That and.. there's dust everywhere.
Today marked the beginning of what will most likely be a stupidly painful exercise, which for some reason I volunteered for. No, not volunteered. PAID FOR! And exercise it is. I am doing a boot camp. One of those things where you get up early, run around in the cold and wet, do push ups in the mud etc. Tahnee's boyfriend Andrew already did a 4 week one, and now Tahnee and I thought we'd join in this one - a friend of their's is running it. This morning was supposed to be the beep test - which you do again at the end to see how much you improve. Sadly (or not) the CD was skipping so we have that in store for thursday. Instead we did other 2 minute tests - push-ups, sit-ups, tricep dips, and then in theory, squat jumps. Everyone else did the squat jumps, but while counting Tahnee's tricep dips my field of vision started to go dark, and blurry, and close in on me... I sat down, but then thought instead it would be wise to dash to the bathroom. I'm hoping that it won't be repeated - but there definately was nothing but water in my stomach!
FIVE whole days left before university starts.. and I'm counting. But now I should head to mum's place for lunch with her, Hamish, and Hamish's parents before they leave for home (UK) tomorrow after their stay here over Christmas.
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