Buddy can you spare a dollar?

My attempt to avoid talking to ma and pa on arrival day and then surprise them with a knock at the door was thwarted when I see Dad smiling at me through the airport tarmac window. They might be old but they still were able to work out what time my flight was landing. Canberra to Coffs only has one flight so I guess I shouldn't call it gold star sleuthing.

The car park gives parkers 15 minutes free. After that, it's $3.50. Surprise surprise, the wait was longer then 15 minutes.

Dad fumbles around for money saying, 'i thought it was 30 minutes free' before I flip out my card and tap the sensor.

The drive home

Dad says he needs to get petrol as we speed straight past a petrol station. When he tells me which one he's looking for, I tell him we just passed it. So one U-turn later we're at the station. Dad fills up while I soak up the smoky Coffs air. When he returns from paying, he's about to enter the driver's side of a car next to me. I yell out as another crisis is averted.

The house is great so that will be another post.

But, day 1, and to no-ones surprise we're off to the club. Mum left her handbag at home when a visitor arrived at the house just as we were leaving and distracted us. I spotted her spending money. 

So, tomorrow is find an ATM day.

Dinner was delish. Chicken breast pizza with magnum ice-cream chaser.

Sadly, only one of these was for me.