Trip Start Nov 04, 2007
32Trip End Dec 06, 2007
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Of course this wasn't good enough for the kids, who didn't realise the sacrifice we'd made by pawning our last $10 note for the benefit of some greasy bits of potato stuck together from the scraps of last night's chips
The tantrum never really ended, as we walked/dragged the kids back up the street towards the Art Gallery, via the hotel, which was parked in the 60 minute section of the local 24 hour Countdown supermarket. If it worked once, surely it can work again? Retrieving the jacket from the car to avoid the "It's cold, I want my jacket" tantrum from the equation, we briefly stopped at a local credit-card accepting cafe so the parents could eat something. Unfortunately, the kids ate most of the fruit bagel with cream cheese and jam, and drank most of the hot chocolate, but it looked filling. When we had a sip, we endured another tantrum. That's OK, we needed the energy to endure the tantrums that we brewing.
The art gallery was pretty good, and the better for being free, and while Yasmin had started to calm down to enjoy the art (especially the video performance art of the man unsuccessfully pulling the table cloth from under a fine dining setting, and a melting ice-cream (oh the injustice - won't someone just lick it?) Mckayla didn't enjoy it much at all. Fortunately though, Mckayla had progressed to the silent tantrum (provided she was left on the floor) and this provided Gavin and Deborah some opportunities to actually see things.
We then walked down to the railway station, which looks a bit like a ginger bread house, apparently, but is quite well appointed, with an interior as lavish as the exterior. It was there that we stopped for a real meal of Scottish fry-up at Scotia, including haggis, black and white pudding.
The thing that kept the kids placid during the lunch was the sight of the Cadbury factory, which they knew meant chocolate. Thank heavens for marketing.