The summer of 1989

Chilling out

Back in the day, actually to be more precise, back in 1989, when my parents were considered ‘cool’ and ‘hip’, they went on a big world trip. One of their destinations was 6 months in Australia. For the first three months they stayed with relatives in Lower Portland and did orange picking over the road to get some cash. Lower Portland is an hour outside Sydney and is full of orchards and farms. So dad and mum decided to pop into the old place they used to stay and see if our relatives were home. What a surprise they would get, turning up at their doorstep 21 years later unannounced! So we drove up to the house, but nobody was home. Instead mum and dad decided to visit the people who they use to work for doing the orange picking which was just over the river (they would catch the ferry every day, twice).


Teeth brushing!

So we drove down the drive way to find a big orchard with a barn on one side and an unfinished house on the other. Dad had explained to us how he had helped lay down a concrete slab because the guy wanted to build a barn that they would live in until they built a house. The people recognised mum and dad, and after some chatting offered for us to pitch up our tents on the other side of the house. We great fully said yes and while we pitched them up Esmee played with Poppy the dog. They had a beautiful section, with a wetland down the bottom. Esmee, Camiel and I decided to play spotlight in the orchard. It was fun (if you ignored the fact that there could be the chance of red bellied venomous snakes lurking in the orchard). So we got out or torches, and ran and hid around the huge orchard while the tagger looked and searched for you. It was tiring! We think that we saw a kangaroo hoping through the orchard at one point which was cool.


Peace and Rock & Roll

In the morning it was scorching hot in the tent, so we all got out and got ready for our day in Sydney :)

Byyeee
Fem
xox