The first long weekend of the summer was a really special weekend. For a start after three warm sunny days with no gusty winds it felt like summer had finally arrived. Then there were the family events we had planned. On Saturday I got to tick off another event I had recently put on my bucket list – go with my children and grandchildren to Coromandel town and go on the Driving Creek Railway. I had imagined we might do that during our wee holiday in Whangamata but it was too far to travel for the grandchildren.
So upon returning to Auckland my third son investigated the possibility of us all taking the ferry to Coromandel and returning later the same day. On Saturday that is exactly what we did. As none of the grandchildren and all but two of the adults aside from me had not even heard of the Driving Creek Railway, it turned out to be a really worthwhile and magical trip for all 16 of us. The weather was perfect. We arrived in Coromandel, had a bite to eat for lunch and then got the bus to the Driving Creek Railway. The adults were just as excited as the grandchildren as we slowly wound our way to the top and the magnificent views from Eye Full Tower.
Once we were back again in Coromandel we settled on The Pepper Tree restaurant and bar as the place to relax and chill out for the next couple of hours until it was time for the bus to return us to the ferry. It was made even more special when a waitress unexpectedly appeared with half a dozen freshly gathered raw oysters in the shell and placed them in front of me – ordered by my son-in-law. I fell asleep in the ferry on the way back after what was for me a really long day.
Sunday was my dad’s 90th birthday and my sister had prepared a birthday lunch for him at her place for family and friends. When it came time to light the candles on the birthday cake, we sang happy birthday and my sister read out a wonderful and very emotional email from our brother who lives in Perth and was unable to make it over the ditch because he was at sea. It was another very special occasion, and one that this time last year I did not expect to make.
Monday was spent relaxing at home, pottering in my garden while my youngest son mowed the lawns, and having a friend come visit me. It was good to spend time with her and voice my feelings about my appointment at the oncology clinic and getting the results of my CT scan two weeks ago.