Not more camping

So I realised I didn't f finish telling you about the rest of our camping trip. So here is the conclusion to the world's longest ever cliffhanger!!

So our first night camping was very interesting. Isaac woke several times as he was spooked by the tent sheet flapping in the wind. Then by the torches that people used to navigate their way around the tents. Add to this the rain, sleeping in a different compartment of the tent and it was the perfect recipe for a pretty bad night. So this was the look of 'just you wait until tonight' that our friends gave us as we arrived at the site. They had already been through this. It was part of the parent’s code. You know, the one where new parents don’t tell parents in waiting that they need to hold on to their exuberance and excitement as it will get dragged naked through a thorn bush for about 7 months.  In the end, the next few nights were absolutely fine and he didn’t even notice the new distractions. 

In all honesty, the experience was much better than I was expecting. The big thing was the weather. We were very fortunate that we had great weather as we would have been pretty stuffed without it. The kids all played together and loved running around. One night, we had a barbecue and grilled some steaks. Karen was outside, I was cooking nice food and Isaac was playing with his mates. I felt we could stay here all week. However, when I realised that we were indeed going home on Sunday morning, I took down our tent with such speed, that people commented on it. “Chris is keen,” some said. I had been casually distracted from the fact that I was about to reunited with my bed, running hot water and a fridge. All the mod-cons that I live for. 

We loaded up the car and decided to go for a walk down the pier as there was a fish and chip shop right on the waterfront. When we got there, there was a queue (which is always a good thing). When we ordered, they said the words which were music to my ears. “ It will be 7 minutes as we cook everything fresh.” It was delicious. We ate our fish and chips and I thought to myself, as painful as this was, I’m thankful that we are creating memories for Isaac and as a family. Also looking back, you forget the painful parts and remember the good parts. We wouldn’t have had this much fun in a hotel. Who has fun with room service and central heating??

So I realised that I didn't f finish telling you about the rest of our camping trip. So here is the world's longest ever cliffhanger!!