It's Christmas

Today was a driving day. A big driving day so I settled myself down between my backpack and the window. With a loaf of bread as an armrest and a box of eggs at my feet. Neither of which I was aware of until I had to apologise perfusly 4 hours into the trip; as the bread was squidged and the eggs broken. I was walking on eggshells the whole journey... Du dum dum tshhh!

We played some really fun games, I apparently lost the entire English language during one game of contact (a catogeries style multiplayer game). I was also terrible at Spotto, a journey long I-spy game, with a solid score of zero at the end of the trip. When we arrived in Brisbane we played some cards -which just like spotto I was terrible at-.

Christmas morning, I awoke at 7am to the bright sunshine streaming through my window and Gill calling out throughout the house "merry christmas!". To which I grunted heartily after what felt like only two hours sleep.

On waking I found that a little Christmas Cat (my new travel buddy rather than a feline) had left a stoking at my door full of goodies.

Over a huge Christmas breakfast we exchanged presents. I got some chocolates, some fancy pants, a slingshot, a elastic aeroplane, a twister mat/ towel and some bubbles!

After that we went down to a church and it was a very nice service. The ministers daughter was a friend of Cat's so we went back to their house for Christmas dinner.

After a fantastic game of monopoly (I won), we had Christmas dinner. The dinner was a cultural combination. As well as us bringing the English to the group Cat's friends were actually from Zimbabwe but had moved to New Zealand some 12 years ago before arriving in Australia last year. We had roast pork and chicken with salad and of course prawns, but they were a starter!

After lunch we moseyed over to one of their neighbours pools for a dip in the roasting Christmas sun; played a bit of frisbee and generally had a good time. I was playing with the pool hose and when I wasn't expecting it Gill blew hard in the other end squirting loads of dirty pool water in my mouth. Yum yum yum!

We then went back to our house and I skyped home. It looks like Makoto got some great stuff this year  and Dad still thinks he's welsh! It was really good to spend a few hours with them but I wish I could have been there in person. When will someone pull their finger out and invent teleportation.

In the evening we watched my favourite Christmas movie. The Nativity.

On Boxing Day we had a relative lie in compared to the pre 6am starts we had been having until this point. A giddy 8:30! Eventually we pulled ourselves up and out to Red Beach on Bribie island were we went back to sleep!

For sunset we went up a small mountain just to the north west of Brisbane. The view of the city and the colours in the sky were mind blowing. Such deep rich reds and oranges blended with blues and subtle purples. Georges.