Dog Biscuits

Trip Start Sep 09, 2004
Trip End Ongoing

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Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Road Trip Top Tip #67:- 'Don't let spills happen..'

For days we've been driving around with a mild savoury smell dancing around us in the cab. Chicken's ingenious animal instinct finally identified the offending odour as 'dog biscuits', though as neither of us could pinpoint exactly when we last bought any dog biscuits it didn't seem to add up.

Opting for a bit of thai for dinner last night revealed the problem. I'd got my head buried in the food stash looking for chillis and there it was, toppled over, lid open, it's hazardous stench soaking right through the carpet.

If you're ever going to let anything spill, for your sake don't let it be fish sauce. God knows where she got 'dog biscuits' from but seriously, as much as this stuff has unlimited wizardry in the kitchen, you don't want it fermenting through the fibres of a warm carpet for days on end. Trust me.

The last time I was in Nelson was at the turn of '05. The parentals were over visiting and we'd just met up with Chike, Shiny and Alex for New Years. It's good to be back.

Nelson is a lot bigger than it appears. For the geographical area that it consumes you could still probably fit the township itself along a main city street elsewhere. But other cities haven't got the character that Nelson has. What Nelson gives you is that small seaside feel and has the unusual knack of chilling you right out the minute you arrive. Which is exactly what we've done over the last couple of days.

The camp is conveniently situated right on the Tahunanui Beach. We spent most of the early evening splashing around along the full stretch of sweeping bay there, and the rest of the time kicking back with a lazy smile.

Until Chike can confirm how much time off is at her disposal we're a bit restricted. Apparently, they're trying to find a temporary replacement to keep her holiday going. Fingers are crossed, and so we've decided to venture over to Takaka in the meantime, possibly do a bit in the Abel Tasman and hopefully make it up as far as the Farewell Spit, the opposite 'end of the line' to Jackson Head down the coast.

I'm thinking maybe a bit of mexican rustled up in the pot tonight. Chicken's having dog biscuits..
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