Does it get more chaotic than 6 kids and 4 adults in a small house? It does when you take the show on the road in a 12-seater van.
Below is a photo recap of our tour through the Mornington Peninsula last Saturday with Mel, Dave and kids.
Hand feeding kangaroos and wallabies… creating a kid-made slide down the side of a sandy “mountain”… watching thunderous ocean waves crash onto a stunning beach… enjoying rustic pizzas at a local winery to the sounds of Leonard Coen’s Hallelljuah… Heaven.
And just when we thought it couldn’t possibly get any livelier, Mel’s mom (and dad) burst onto the scene, arriving on Sunday from Canada by way of Sydney, Australia. We had two more seats to fill in the 12-seater after all.
Shinta and Sat’s visit had been keenly anticipated by Mel’s kids for days. Niklas whispered to me conspiratorially in the van on the way to the airport, “Don’t tell my mom, but Ama [grandma] spoils us. She brings us treats, and lets us do whatever we want.” I assured him his secret was safe with me.
Truth be told, anyone who knows Shinta, loves her. Flamboyant. Full of life. Fun. She’s simply fabulous. At 70, she has more energy than people decades younger. This woman is ageless.
After my mom died when I was a teenager, Shinta took to calling me her “adopt daughter.” Needless to say, I have a special place in my heart for her.
After a whirlwind visit with Shinta and Sat, it was our turn to head to the airport. Goodbye Melbourne. Hello Tasmania. Goodbye to old friends. Hello to new. Lucky us.
Here are a couple preview photos from Tasmania… more to come.