As my children play their game of hide and seek in the bus...
("Mummy, where should I hide?"
"Err um, well you are in a bus buddy, kinda tricky aye...but I do love your optimism...".)
....I contemplate the past 6 weeks of life parked up in the Wellington area. Not actual Wellington, as it seems that is the height of impossibility in a bus 11m long. I'm not sure that that much flat land actually exists in Wellington, other than the airport!
We spent 3 weeks up the Kapiti coast in Raumati South in our new friends driveway, which existed up a steep hill. I nearly embedded the towbar in the road once again, but recalled lessons learnt in Tekapo and stopped moments before impact. It also happened to be the precise moment a Policeman drove past. The irony of it all! I am seriously wondering if the new spy laws passed allows tracking of 11m buses that rip up roads? He stopped, questioned whether we were stuck, "No sir (not yet anyway)", then moved on. Phew!
I attended my first ever week of retreat, childless, husbandless, surrounded by pure Aotearoa beauty, ahhh bliss. Then upon my return I was greeted by the assault of children with spew bugs. Nothing quite like the reality of vomiting children to rip all experience of bliss out from under ones feet.
Moved to a new driveway in Maungaraki and bunkered down into quarantine. 10 days later came up for air, all sanity lost by this point. The reality of home educating, no grandparents to babysit and hubby working ridiculous hours means when 1 child is sick, 3 others bounce off the walls as no outings are possible....and the walls in the bus are rather small.
We clawed our way out of that hole, then onwards and....sideways. Snotty noses next.....agh! New island, new bugs it seems, not cool. We then moved on to our next park up in Tawa, pulling out all the home remedies to treat the colds, and build the immune systems once again whilst trying to make the most of time with extended family.
We then moved on to Newlands, ahhhh Newlands, boy is it foggy in Newlands! So after experiencing several weeks of cabin fever due to sickness we were then faced with days of rain on end.
However, despite this and amongst it all, there have been many moments of new fun. Days spent enjoying the company of many new home educating friends, a superbly exciting day spent in the bush with the "wild child" group. Many, many visits to a number of libraries, museums, parks and beaches. (My library card collection has grown greatly!). We have navigated trains, buses, rush hour and life in the city; a far cry from little ole' country town living. Each has been a learning experience in its own right. Governance and 'who is in charge' are themes of interest at present so I am guessing a trip to Parliament would seem appropriate soon.
Our little home on wheels is serving us well as we push the boundaries of living in a small space as a family. I did manage to snap my drivers wing mirror off and smash it thoroughly, (due to rust, not bad driving) thus having to drive without it. Suffice to say this was very disconcerting and was a priority to be fixed. But other than this we have been warm, dry, and still immensely happy.