Thursday, September 18, 2008

Stop whining

It's going to be a long trip. That much we know. Something else we know is that it's going to be tough. Taxing. Draining. Energy sapping. Why-are-we-even botherin-I knew-we-should-have-just-stayed-at-home-where-there's-a kebab-shop-up-the-road-and-a-bottleshop moments are likely to crop up. Gareth and Phil are like brothers from another mother usually, but what if, after three days driving, cooped up in a van Gareth's habit of breathing through his mouth gets on Phil's nerves? Will Anne survive the whole way with two smelly boys without kicking one of them in the throat?

On this page we get rid of these petty things. We release them, let go and breathe again (through our noses!!!)

If we have somewhere to vent all this and get some gee-up from people, a little encouragement along the way, then the dry and dusty kilometres will fly by.

Laid back, easy going, no worries?

NOW WHO ATE THE LAST TIM TAM?