Catching up in Merimbula


Tress and I planned to get away over the Australia Day long weekend, and catch up with Kiddo and Mic, whom we hadn’t met since June last year. We took Friday off and left early that morning, taking the little fellow along with us.

We headed out towards Gippsland, stopped at Traralgon for a brekky and coffee, and pushed on from there till we arrived at our destination at Merimbula. A very hot day had been forecasted, with a high of up to 45deg in Melbourne. It was just as hot as we drove through Gippsland, with the thermometer in the car constantly hovering at the 42/43 deg marks. It was a little bit cooler at Merimbula, which is at the south coast of NSW. We had stopped there a couple of times overnight, as part of a Sydney/Melbourne coastal drive summer road trip, and this was the first time we were going to stay there a few days.

We arrived just after noon, and settled down and then took a walk through the beautiful town, picking up somr groceries for the next few days. Kiddo and Mic arrived later that night and we spent the next few days catching up in that beautiful town. They were going to pick up their new puppy when they returned to Canberra so everyone was a bit excited about that too.

Kiddo and Mic appeared to have settled well into their new lives as a couple. They have both kept busy with work, social circles and most recently, a long trip to Japan. They have their usual niggles as a couple, and will no doubt have work on their hands as they continue to build on their relationship to construct the best possible foundation for a lifelong partnership. Unless event take a dramatic turn, that partnership will likely continue to play out in Canberra, where they seem to be happy.

Tress and I remain happy ourselves here in Melbourne, although the commute to work (for me) has become a growing challenge. I still wonder about what I’d do in St Alf’s this year, and how I can contribute better in Steer, and what I can do around the house to make things easier for the both of us. In short, we are all busy living. Maybe that’s why I have contemplated less in recent years – we’ve been busy living. I’m very grateful for that, every single day

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