Holiday!
I got up at 5am so I could jump in the shower first (I must have a shower every morning – I get terribly sweaty at night), and be ready for the designated 7am departure time. Funny – 5am is my usual Saturday morning wake-up time, so it wasn’t too much bother for me. As I said, 7am was the designated departure time, but Myrtle had other ideas, making random flasks of coffee, and fretting over little things we’d forgotten to pack.
Eventually we got the journey underway, it was pretty uneventful. We never got lost, but when Jane took a turn at driving her Dad’s car, she did hit the kerb. It made a horrible noise. In her defence it was only the second time she’d driven the car (It’s a bit bigger than hers), she was avoiding a crash, and it was a bloody narrow road. I was quite sleepy on the journey actually. I’m used to getting up and doing stuff, not getting up and then sitting stationary for a long time.
We stopped at Seaton on the way there, as we have done on a couple of other occasions when we’ve come down this way. Seaton is a quaint little place, and I loved the blast of windy sea air when we went out to the seafront. I also made a friend – some random guy started chatting to me about a Tesco they were building, some random guy who was holding 50-60 helium-filled, cartoon-character-themed balloons. He was my balloon friend.
We arrived at the Welcome Family Holiday Camp in Dawlish Warren (hereafter known as Welcome), got our key really quickly, found our holiday house, unpacked a little, then it was off to Sainsbury’s to stock up on foods and drinks. We bought way too much food and way too much alcohol, although Jane will dispute that last point. Myrtle insisted I get some yoghurts for my breakfast – this was before I knew we would be having a fried breakfast every morning – so they had to come home with us in the end.
When we got back to our holiday house and had settled in a little, we went for a walk to the Dawlish Warren seafront. It’s a really nice beach. We also popped into the arcades, Jane and I love a bit of 2p coin pusher action. Last time we were here we spent a mildly disturbing amount of time in there, pushing 2p coins. There is definitely an art to it, but more on them later. On the way back we picked up fish ‘n’ chips, which we ate. It was tasty.
Later in the evening we went to the “Club”. It is the place where everyone who is on holiday at that particular holiday camp goes in the evenings, to drink alcohol (Jane said the ale was nice) and be amused or appalled by the Bluecoats who put on entertainment shows every night. They shows range from full scale song and dance routines to these things called “party dances” – a catchy song is coupled with catchy body movements, and all the kids swarm up the front and do the moves with the Bluecoats. Funny to watch sometimes. They had party dances in other places we’ve been to, and Jane was most upset that they got the “stack the shelves” move in Big Fish, Little Fish wrong.
