Hot Dog and Family

West Coast park was our destination this weekend. This time we took the dog and Matt as well. Buckley had a great time at the dog park. I loved the perfect picture of childhood as the girls ran around on the grass with Buckley. The girls also practiced their rollerblading skills by blading the length of the park which was about 1.5 km. We found two new caches and the girls and Matt also climbed a ridiculously tall spiders web play equipment. I declined - someone had to mind the dog and the bags. At this point we were very hot and extremely sweaty and almost at the point of spontaneous combustion. There was an occasional breeze but it was more like the hot blast you get when you pass an outdoor unit of an aircon. It was time to go back to our cool apartment and nice big swimming pool ...but we couldn't book a taxi.

When you have a dog, you need to ring for a taxi that will accept a small dog. It can be a problem. Occasionally we've had to wait quite a while for a taxi. This time the message came that there were no available taxis in the area. I was beginning to imagine an entire afternoon in the park as we slowly dehydrated and turned crunchy when Matt gallantly ran off and chased a taxi down that he had seen dropping a family off. The taxi driver was happy to have us, so this time we were saved the 20km walk home. It's times like this that one acknowledges that a car would be useful. And Melbourne weather has its good points!