This is not the picture I imagined having here today. I’ve had this day in my calendar all month, and then some, so I had a rough idea what the day would bring. Or so I thought.
My dad is one of 10 (yes, TEN) children, him being in the middle somewhere. So we have an uncountable amount of aunts and uncles, cousins, nieces and nephews spread amongst us, and today as many of those as possible got together for the first family gathering we’ve had in who knows how long. Many of them we hadn’t seen since our wedding, 9 years ago.
Me being me, that is camera attached to my hip and unable to go anywhere without it, I totally expected to be snapping away all afternoon, capturing the day and the people that made it what it was. But for once I decided just to take part in the festivities and remember them firsthand, rather than through my camera lens. And it was nice. And there were plenty of other people there to record the day for me anyway.
What I did end up recording was the entrance to the caravan park we were staying in, which wasn’t quite what we were expecting. We’d left it to the last minute to decide we’d actually stay down in Geelong the day before the reunion, to save travelling on the day, and everywhere we rang had been booked out for weeks. Until this one, who happened to have a cancellation just before we rang. Coincidentally.
I need not say more, but this petrol pump was probably a good indication of the state and era of the rest of the park. Though it did seem we were given the two best cabins there. Mercifully. Nevertheless, we did enjoy ourselves. It was just somewhere to sleep, at the end of the day. 🙂
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