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The kids LOVE motorhome hatches and ladders, cloudy campground pools and sand filled playgrounds. On par with any club med chant they have made up a family camping unity song complete with hand gestures.
While the echoes of their glee rings within our particle board walls, I wake a dozen times with serious pain and numb limbs. My back is grumbling loud from all the lugging of suitcases to date and now sleeping on the ultimate offense- a bunky board. My back is beyond pissed. I heard its mounting unrest prior to camping and had a Thai massage in Sydney as a peace offering to try to assuage it. Has anyone ever had an authentic Thai massage?? It is like being attacked. They chat with each other in nasally tongues as they pick up your various muscle groups and the chains of bones attached ripping them from the fascia holding them in place. They meet your screams of suffering with surface indifference but their actions say they are energised by the scent of human suffering like it is some sort of cyber pill they have just achieved in a video game. Whatever accompanying super powers the cyber pill yields are directed back into their treasure hunt for buried body parts. Those movies where people reach into your body with their bare hand and pull out your heart- totally true. Needless to say, there was no relief- not even a mythical 2 days later. For my back- just another brick in the wall. Another last minute Sydney activity at the marine engineer's request- touring a submarine. I won't bore you with horrrific details but the lady in front of me and I became sisters jumping through the tiny hatches like hurdlers and high-fiving our victory as we ascended from the depths of hell together.
The assault to the back, the tiny confined space. I see now it was all foreshadowing- or maybe some twisted opportunity served up by the universe to begin desensitisation. I am suffering in silence to not rain on the family glee- you will all be my confidants. I may need to bring my liver to the party and start pissing it off to get through this.
13 more days...
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Kris Oh man, I am sorry to hear about your back. I have heard stories about Thai massage and how deep they go. It like an intense sports massage. Anyway, I had a feeling the girls were going to love the motorhome. I remember some good memories as a kid.......Heather peeing on the bed that folded up into the dining room table........good times. Is there anyway I can send messages to the girls? Do they have a blog? Let me know, I want to hear how they like it.
Amy The plight of a mother - silent suffering for the good of the whole... SO sorry you are in pain. Did you line up the next stop to be at a 5-star resort, for recovery?? Glad to hear the girls are happy - the space definitely looks tight - your packing squares are shining now, yes? Take out the guitar and finish off the image - good luck and enjoy the next two weeks!! Be safe XO
Mom Wow, brings back memories of summers spent on the water in a 32ft floating motor home ! I feel your pain figuratively and literally!...curling up in a fetal position to sleep, constantly trying to keep some semblance of orderly disorder!...yep!...keep stretching! Have fun! Love to all 5Cs
JupiterJen I loved camping as a child....dragging our pots and pans to the sinks near the showers as an adult...not as much... It's definitely a memory maker for family...I peed the sleeping bag and no one wanted sleep near me. Stretch towards the heavens and then reach for the floor...it's probably your best bet...sending love
Paige Jill, I give you so much credit because I don't think I could live in a motor home! I am sure it was a great experience to look back on. I had no idea THai massages were like that. Holy smokes. Hopefully you can get a more relaxing massage at one of your next destinations. Miss you and can't wait to read more!