Saturday 18 March 2017

Killing time with Peppa, and a fond farewell

None of us particularly enjoy that day of hanging around when you've got a late fight, and we had one of those today: our flight to Rarotonga was at 9.20pm. And it was still raining. We checked out by 11am (or just after, slightly stressfully - packing for the aeroplane takes longer than packing up a motorhome, it turns out); and then decided to use our last day taking Jemima to the cinema.

She goes through major phases with TV: she will watch one programme intensively for a few weeks or months; then get bored and move onto something completely different. Our first European motorhome trip was all about the Octonauts; our second, Paw Patrol; and this has been Peppa Pig in a big way (her first TV like, recurring nearly 4 years later). And guess what was released in Australian cinemas yesterday? "Peppa Pig, my first cinema experience", including all-new episodes where she travels to Australia to see Kylie Kangaroo, flies over Ayers Rock/ Uluru, goes to the Great Barrier Reef, and learns boogie boarding! It had to be done.

We took a taxi to a big shopping centre slightly out of town, and had lunch at their anazing food court: a parade of every possible cuisine you could imagine. We plumped for Indian, and Jemima tucked into butter chicken, rice and naan very happily. And then the film! I have to admit I fell asleep 20 minutes in, but woke up in time to see Jemima enjoying the sing-and-dance-along finale down at the front. She wanted to see it all over again, so that counts as a success.

And then it was just killing time until the flight. We took a taxi to the post office to collect the iPad which I'd left in the Brisbane campsite and they'd kindly posted; walked back to the hotel; and then took another taxi to the airport. A long walking with a whining Jemima to the lounge (I think she was feeling it as well: apart from during Peppa she was having a really moany day); then food, magazines, wine and the kids area until our flight was called. As we walked through the tunnel to the plane, Jemima started waving backwards: "bye bye Australia!". I felt the same: bye bye Australia, thank you, and hopefully see you again!

 

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