Day 20

drive to Golden Bay. What a very long day! We woke up early and got everyone dressed and fed. Before we could exit the building Zack managed another enormous upset-tummy number, so it was "All Change Please" (#1). We exited Charleston at 9:10am (very unusual for the Guthries on holiday), and made it a few miles down the road where we'd hoped to buy some groceries - aware that the 2nd was a public holiday here and we'd be in the boondocks again. We exited Westport at 10:35am having stocked up on all the necessities. Now we had a huge drive ahead of us. We came up on State Highway 6 to Murchison, where we stopped for lunch at a great cafe for burgers and a jungle-gym. Zack managed to have another enormous upset-tummy so we hoisted him to the grass for change #2 of the day.
The final distances up to Golden Bay seem to have gone faster than we'd dreaded which was a relief. Zack was getting very antsy and wanted to get out of the car all the time, for various reasons. Whew! It is so hard to decide when your child is being truthful or when they're just saying what the "alarm bells" are, to get you to hop it. Saying, "down" and "poo" to us, is an immediate break, whip him out of the carseat and onto the side of the road, where his pants are checked. Ha Ha... we had that a few times. But nothing doing, he just wanted to go off the side of the road and play with the stones (bless him, he does love stones). Much kicking and screaming to get him back into the car, to keep going. On the hill coming through the neck from the main highway Zack decided to vomit everything he'd eaten onto his lap. Well, you've never seen two parents act faster - the wet-wipes, the towel, the tissues, a change of clothes. Fast as lightning. I'm sure that time was because of motion sickness because we climbed very quickly along the windy-est road we've been on, and I would've felt miserable if I'd been in the back seat.