The long planned trip to Tasmania took place last weekend. The destination had remained a secret to the two girls but it unravelled very quickly when Talitha called us on our way down to Melbourne.
Tatum's eye had suddenly blown up like a balloon and Rachel was with her at the Eye and Ear Hospital. She asked Talitha to get her a flight the next morning. Then I had to say that we were going to Launceston. As it turned out, Rachel came with us on the Friday.
I'm very pleased to say that Tatum's eye was significantly better the next day. Although it was painful and nasty looking, it fortunately was not the very serious disease that the doctors had originally thought it was.
We went over on an Embraer, about 88 seats and made in Brazil. The return journey was on a smallish Airbus, around 180 seats. Both flights (Virgin Australia and Jetstar) were smooth and pleasant. I especially enjoy the take offs!
I had thought that it would be difficult restricting our luggage to 10kgs but not so.
Our accommodation was superb; the touring and scenery were fantastic; spending time with Sue and Richard, on their 50th anniversary of meeting, was terrific and the meals we had were out of this world.
The best of all was just spending time with my daughters. Without their children and their responsibilities, they were my little girls again. We had such fun and found a lot to laugh at ---- especially when we played Pictionary! I did say they were "my little girls" but in fact, they were the ones who did the mothering, looking after me and all the details.
This time was so valuable that I think I'll have to see if I can involve Dominic next time. Whenever that will be --- sooner rather than later.
Little kids are great and I enjoyed mine very much. Adult children are magic.
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