The author Daniel Franklin has really hit the nail on the head with this one
Enjoy we surely did
i dont get ppl who travel on public holidays... its like woohoo a whole extra 24 hours off lets pack everything we own, 17 kids, the canoe, the bbq, pack enough food to feed the whole of a 3rd world nation for a month, the bikes, the dog, 18 fishing rods and Grandma in the 4 tonne LandCruiser we dont know how to drive.... then well leave early to beat the traffic, ermmmm 10 k out of town no... every other numpty with a BCF membership got the same idea oh well nevermind nothing like 9 hours in a traffic jam with screaming bored kids fighting over the DVD player and mashing half chewed lollies on the carpet while singing Let it Go! out of tune for the 19th time...
11.5 hours from home youve covered 43.6 kilometres and your cheese is about to slide off your cracker so you pull into a Service Centre packed with 9753 other equally mental fools, park sideways across 6 spots in the truck section coz you know the Toyota runs on diesel so its a truck isnt it??
You all pile out of the big lorry ignoring the cold stares from the guy trying to park his 80 foot bdouble for a regulation break, send the kids to line up at Maccas for 57 minutes then still have no fkn clue what they want by the time you reach the server .... it doesnt matter what the stinking rugrats order anyway coz 11 minutes later the wrappers are floating across the carpark, the soft serve is on the leather seats and the 9 year old has pickles in her hair and is screaming youre a poo poo head! at the 7 year old who refuses to sit forwards or put his seat belt on ....
25.8 hours after leaving home you reach the campsite a whole 103 ks away only to discover theres no spots left within 17 kilometres of the beach or a toilet so you set up camp with the brown snakes nowhere near the neighbors who promised to hold a spot for you .....
You spend the next day and a half listening to half pissed Shazzas yelling JAYDEN!!! Stop hitting your brother!! and mumbling to your mates around the campfire about serenity and the good life....
9am Monday youre thinking prison food cant be that bad surely??? If I just bury them deep enough nobody will find them??
You say fuk this Ill leave early and beat the traffic while visions of the 23 hour journey down here flash through your head
So you pack the whole shebang back into the Pickle mobile along with the wet dog and sunburnt kids whining weeeere hungreeeeeee!!! , pull out onto the packed highway, find another Maccas to appease the brats. fill the truck at $1.91 a litre and head the fuk home with the other 19.3 million nufftys thinkin abbq at home and a sleep in would have been a good idea!!
The only most hateful time I travelled in the holidays, was back, when I was stationed at TN Centre Mossman. The worst part of the trip, was up thru Wyong. I did it for a couple of years, then decided to take my 2 wd car, up thru St.Albans to Singleton. It saved me a lot of time, but turned my as New corolla into a bush basher. Gave up going away in normal holiday time, and picked winter instead. So now we, or I if I want to bike, only head out in the cooler months, when no one is on the road and it is bliss.
