The Campervan

By Paula

I woke up this morning on 1/2/19 in Auckland. good morning world, I said.

So I called a cab on the phone.

Then the front desk called us and said…

Yes, Paula your cab is here.

hip hop hoop Hop.

In to the cab we go go go go

20 min cab ride.

When we got there – did I mention we are going to go go go campervan.com aka Maui rentals? –

We had to wait 5 hours…

But luckily there was a play room…

That had toys for babies.

I was so bored!

When all seemed lost…

We got our campervan!

We unpacked and were going to leave soon.

But we had to switch campervans.

We were unpacked and ready…

Now they tell us.

A few days later – in our new campervan – the fridge broke and the mechanic said it could not be fixed.

Dad and I went to get ice and a cooler but found out the Northland has no ice.

What?

It was funny and we all laughed and laughed.

The END

Paula is correct we did laugh when we found about the ice crisis, but our laughter was the crazed, maniacal laugh of those teetering on the edge of lunacy.

Thank goodness for community fridges in campgrounds.  This helped immensely and for those in-between times we refilled and froze our water bottles; very resourceful we campervan folk.

On the upside although the 2nd campervan’s fridge was blown, it had much better storage and actually fit our 5 suitcases. All is forgiven campervan Jeff (that’s the van’s name).