Our two families in Corvallis, but missing Aaron and little Elsie

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Don't Try, I Gave Up

From here it gets a little mixed up. That is, people came, went, brought things, laughed, played, read, hiked, ate, baked, sang, taught, swam, cooked, walked, shopped, gazed, and marveled at the many wonderful things and people here in Urunga and our beautiful coastline.

Owen and Liam, Ross' friends (brothers) from Corvallis arrived to our house by Thursday evening. They'd flown in with their folks, Ellen and Pat, to Sydney. You might remember it's Ellen and Pat who introduced us to Paul and Diana who got us here to Australia that lived in the house that Jack built.

So the boys came up to play with Ross while Mom and Dad reunioned with other exchange teacher friends from 18 years ago in Ireland! That meant teens coming and going as they were introduced to Ross' new friends and getting together to hang out Aussie style.

Pat took the boys fishing in the tinney one day while Ross took tests at school. You should have seen the size of the fish they caught!! Much less the one that got away! Well, those are fish stories that only they can tell. It wouldn't be fair of me to take away their thunder. At least, that's what they told me. I never actually saw the biggest ones . . .

We took the boogie boards to the beach one day, picking up two friends and one dog on the way. The surprise for the outing was the dead 8 foot Great White that had washed up on the beach about one kilometre down. Wow. We marveled at it while Pat described the various characterizations of a dead body. Yuck. The boys then did an elaborate photo shoot (almost morbidly so!!) and had a ball playing with poor dead "Phil." At least it was too big to put in someone's pocket and bring home . . .

One of the many joys of having visitors is bringing them to see the kangaroos that live in the park 5 minutes from the house. It's also very fun to hear their reactions to the many new things, new accents, new phrases, and "new and different" life style.

Popping the boot to put in the boards, pahking the cah in the cah pahk, using tomato sauce on the snag and listening to great 80's songs - again! Hanging out in the sun and living the easy life is the best.

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