Well week two with Gran and Gramp is complete! This will only be a short entry because to be honest I really don’t feel like writing, but I know if I don’t I will get behind. This week has been full of events, but not a holiday. Gran and Gramp enjoy showing me around and doing things with the kids, but I have found it both frustrating and exhausting with the kids. I have had to be the bad guy since I stepped of the plane. The kids are acting like spoiled jerks. Well seeing as with the grandparents they are spoiled and they let them act like jerks without saying anything about it. So while we have been going places and having picnic lunches and what could be good times it is frustrating to deal with the children on these outings. Basically I am now at the point where I feel like pulling my hair out. Thank god for the weekend!

Tuesday we went to the Billabong wildlife park. This was pretty cool because they had animals native to Australia. I got to pet a koala, feed kangaroos, see emus etc. It was a good day to see all the animals, and we had a picnic lunch there at the park. I also got to see three white kangaroos, so that was interesting, and I got to see a dingo. Now before you make the cliché ‘the dingo ate your baby’ joke it should be noted that Gran actually knows the family that the dingo ate their baby. I am not joking! Gran is friends with the whole family, and was friends with them when it happened. Crazy! What are the odds that I come to Australia and meet someone that knows that family! It is crazy! I knew that before because Peter told me, but I just forgot about it.

Wednesday we went on a boat cruise up the Hastings River. It was nice and I got to see two dolphins up close. It was awesome to see the dolphins so close to the small boat, and the driver stopped the boat so that we could watch them for a while. After the dolphins we went and stopped at and oyster farm and saw them farming oysters. The cruise was good, but would have been better if I didn’t have to spoiled little boys to contend with.

Thursday I took the kids to the beach, and Friday Gramp took us out to a buffet lunch. I ate way too much, but it was awesome. Overall the general feeling of Port Macquarie is slow and relaxed, probably because the majority of its residents are over 65. This week, on Tuesday we head down to Gosford to reunite with the family. It should be interesting until the house gets a little fixed up, but I leave on the 23rd for Cairns anyway. I will see the reef, and tell you all about it. Until then I bid you adieu.