Once she had left, we moved to a different campground where our friends, the Brieffies were, and it was half the price - at the PCYC - the overflow caravan park. Lots of fun for the kids, a big basketball court, lots of scooter time (we didn't bring bikes, just stupid scooters, that have only been used about 4 times), and lots of kids to play with. Fun. Except when Frank fell off his scooter so hard that he sprained his wrist so badly that we didn't know if it was broken. The hospital didn't either and put it plaster overnight. Next day, all day he was kept there for checks, until, no, just sprained badly. Still today (1 week later) he has terrible bruises on the inside of his wrists.
Three days later of no car....the kids and I had had enough of sitting around the caravan park....time to go. One last play at the town beach water park, then outta there back up to Cape Leveque to go camping at Gambanan (the Aboriginal camping ground)