It all started when I said
Lets go to Hawaii next year
Yay, excitement, everyone is happy.
And lets see if Jem and her family want to come as well. And sure, bring her Dad along as well. And why not, Kimba can bring a friend as well.
So off I go to the travel agent to get a few quotes.
The first one came in at $ 25,000.00. And that was just for my family of six. Add about another $18,000.00 for Jems family of five. That was airfares and accomodation. So we haven't even started eating or drinking or doing anything else yet. So I said – can we tone that down a bit, go a bit more budget maybe.
Second quote came back and it was still $18,000.00. Of course the lousy state of the australian dollar doesn't help. I think at the moment one US dollar only gets you 70 cents.
We were all very disappointed. I'd even made this picture of Jem and I on the beach.
Because I didn't want to do Hawaii budget style. I want to stay at that pink place and live it up. So we decided to wait until the dollar improves and maybe wait until the kids have all left home.
Hmmm, so where else is there.
Hey I said – how about Thailand. Sun, beaches, good food, nice people, a bit of culture.
And so I get a quote – fantastic price. And what happens that very day. The australian government go and put a travel warning on Thailand. But I'm not overly concerned about that. Actually I am a bit. I'd hate for us to get blown up or anything, but awful things can happen to you anywhere in the world. I think you can just about get blown up anywhere these days. Smart Traveller seems to have travel warnings against every country. Even Fiji. And just think of Port Arthur here. I'm sure those poor 35 people who were shot dead, never imagined at all, that something like that could happen there on a day out.
Of course Daz has started asking awkward questions. Things like
So, where was the Tsunami again?
I've told everyone to just pretend they don't know if he asks. Anyway they have warning systems in place now, I'm sure we'll have plenty of time to run to the hills. And if not, well, that'll be a book won't it.
And I've already warned the girls not to agree to bring any parcels back to Australia for good looking smooth talking men. And no one is to bring a boogie board.
Everyone who goes there seems to love it. And we know people over there with family at the moment and they didn't even know there was any trouble going on. I'm just going to stop reading the papers for the next few months. I seem to fluctuate between moods of great excitement about going, to great worry. I think it's because I feel responsible for so many people. I want everyone to be happy and safe. I think I need medicating. I feel like a manic depressive must. How exhausting!!
Anyway I've had to revise my holiday photo.
God, we are going to stick out like sore thumbs, even amongst the thousand of tourists. The bloody scammers and hawkers will see us coming a mile away and have a great old laugh at the prospect of ripping us off.
Kimba doesn't want to come. She's going on a Contiki USA holiday with her friend instead. So they'll just look like this most of the time anyway.