How much you want for that hat?

How strange that the weather can go from rainy wet yesterday to a scorcher of a day today. Off to the beach we went with a quick stop for supplies and a late breakfast on the way. Today Smallest ordered a Smallest special which was an extra pancake on top of a sausage, a piece of bacon and scrambled egg. He eats like a little mouse at breakfast but if you leave it just long enough, he becomes a lion. In the breakfast place (which was extremely busy today) a man came up to Smallest and said "how much you want for that hat?" Smallest shook his head and then said "$70". The man opened his wallet where there was a huge wad of notes (Huffle said they were all ones) and laughed. We think he was the Manager there. Smallest said if he came back he would ask for $120 and then he could buy his much wanted Pluto, a Harry Potter wand, a cloak and something else. He is a funny bear.

It took nearly two hours to drive to the beach that Huffle wanted us to go to (we went there three years ago and it was lovely). We thought we had packed for every eventually but actually forgot our sunscream. (Luckily we had smeared loads on before we left). Huffle went off in search of a shop and came back with some cream plus an almost eaten ice cream which we finished off for him. He had sniffed out an 80 flavour ice cream/gelato place.

The boys went straight into the water and played and swam and annoyed each other. It was an absolutely beautiful day (I don't want to say too hot, that would be ungrateful) but we didn't have any shade. The boys came in and out of the water (it was a sea though Smallest kept calling it a lake), adding more cream when required.

We ate our homemade lunch surrounded by seagulls who got none of it and then put our stuff in the car and walked to the ice cream place and had a nice cool off in there. Small and I had Salted Caramel, Huffle had Strawberry and Smallest had Mango Sorbet which is now his favourite.

The most random moment of the day was when a woman walked by holding a parrot. Top Middle.

We walked a bit further to a shop to buy drinks and the boys and Huffle ended up with Slurpees (like Slush Puppies). They were massive and the boys have had nothing like it before. Small drank all of his eventually even though it was a bit fizzy and he hates fizz and Smallest loved it but didn't finish it.

Back on the beach there was paddling, swimming, building a sandcastle (using the Slurpees cups) and then Huffle bought us a pizza on to the beach whilst we watched the sunset (which was interrupted because Smallest needed the loo). The sun changed from a big round orange ball, to a cupcake, to a square - it was the most bizarre sunset I have ever seen. Of course my camera couldn't quite pick it up.

We had six hours on the beach and drove home (hour and 40). Before we hit the main roads we got petrol. I set the sat nav to take us to the nearest 'gas station'. Unfortunately it was in a rather dodgy area and Huffle was eager to get us away from there as soon as possible. We always thought that Canadian drivers were like 'wacky racers' but they are much much worse here. As you are driving along the interstate or highway, you normally leave enough room between yourself and the car ahead just in case they brake hard, not here though. If you leave even a tiny bit of room (and I mean tiny) they hustle and bustle in causing all sorts of problems. There was an accident on the way home causing tailbacks and we were not at all surprised because so many cars were swerving from one lane to another, no indications, bumper to bumper. Honestly they drive like maniacs! (Huffle edit - that wasn't the words I used but you get the idea)

 

 

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