As an aside, I just finally figured out how to disable the annoying autocorrect feature that appeared after our most recent operating system upgrade. A very devious feature, as it would just decide after I typed something that it wasn't right, and "correct" it for me -- after I had already watched the letters appear on the screen as I wanted them. Easy to miss until the next day, and it took me a while to realize what it was doing. If you have noticed random words that were just plain flat wrong in the last few posts, it was the computer out to get me. Hopefully better now...
Back to Fun with Cousins in Australia
The Towle cousin pack, doing many and varied things:
The day we were there, it was crazy-windy -- when I asked the guide if it was normally like that, he mentioned that he had only ever see two or three days that wild. The members of the party over the age of twelve thought it added to the fun (eleven-year-olds not so sure). Notice that the flags on the top (where we were) are standing straight out.
The younger boys, Addison especially, enjoyed Chad's willingness to talk about spacecraft, campervans, and other conveyances.
This was much aided by characteristically excellent Chad-doodles.
Kids were good sports about taking walks. Sometimes the terrain was benign.
Sometimes less so.
We tried not to lose anyone to this,
so sometimes I had to chase.
Kids find the best spots to sit.
Even the little guys eschewed the paved walkway.
Hard not to, when the rocks are so cool.
Chad was jolly.
Eleven-year-olds can be crazy and fun,
and I'm encouraged that the next stage might also be good.
I never knew poinsettias could manifest themselves as giant bushes.
But it was winter, even though the harbor resorts to faking displays to show it.
Off to the zoo.
Nim tried her hand at taking pictures of things she thought were cute.
Is the cassowary looking at the captive Austin, or is it the other way around?
There was much fighting about the statue on the part of the eleven and under set, though the photographs don't show it.
The tasmanian devil runs around and around in circles just like the kids do.
We did find occasional moments of focus.
Spare moments draw eleven-year-olds to computers.
The girls liked the convertible.
And cousins, piggyback rides.
Random ibis in the park.
Parks are good.
Opera houses
can be used as parks.
At least these were not our kids.
Sunsets are nice.
Thanks to all for a great visit!
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