Yhe poor kids - they were picked up towards the end of their swimming carnival - Nim tired and ready to go, Asher grumpy that he couldn't stay and get his house more points in the last three races. What child would rather swim than miss their transport for an overseas trip for 3 1/2 weeks?
After the final packing check, we were driven to the end of our street by my Dad/ Poppy to catch the train from Deagon to Robina. There we caught a bus (too far and had to trek back) to our accommodation oppposite the Coolongatta Airport. A lovely early evening was spent devouring a seafood takeaway at the beach followed by a sunset walk.
