Richard Jones' Log: What a holiday
Rachel, Abbey and I flew up to Bundaberg (my God it gets hot and sweaty up there) for Christmas. It was Abbey's first plane ride. The first leg to Brisbane was in a 737 (no photo) and then to Bundy in a little Dash 8. Both flights were very exciting and Abbey couldn't sleep for the rest of the day when we arrived.
Abbey also got her first swim (we did go deeper and get quite wet ;) and sand-castle building at one of the really nice beaches up there (down here in Melbourne you have to fight the seaweed for beach space). All up, Abbey had a helluva time!
Unfortunately, my week was dampened by a cold that just didn't want to go away (I've still got it). Also, when we got back to Melbourne we found that our 5-year-old car battery had given up the ghost during the week. The nice people at the long-term car-park have a special jumpstart battery they lent us (they do so about 20 times a day, apparently) which got us home. Got the nice car club people to drop over a new battery the following day. Turned on two computers that evening only to find that my desktop's (used for work and serious play) video card decided to die (I've even dissected it a little) and then the HTPC downstairs that we use for TV etc. also decided to go funny - the case fan wasn't running, which has happened before. On reboot the fan started up OK though, but by the end of it I was left feeling that my karma was way out of balance.