Day 17 - Collie WA

Ok time for a whinge, I’ve been good so far but today I feel like having a good old fashioned get it off your chest moment or two.
Now you all know that I get around a little different to most of you (Except you Rodney) and you also know that I don’t really make too much of a fuss over it. I cope as best I can & I don’t expect any special treatment or attention.
But having said that I also expect that if you say you can provide something for me then you should be able to deliver!
Here is what I am talking about, when we decided to do this trip Ness spent a fair amount of time looking at logistics, where we would be, when we would be there & options as to where we could stay. So she spent quite a lot of time on the net & on the phone to caravan parks making sure they had suitable facilities (Wheelchair access to shower & toilet) although we don’t really require it as the van has a shower & a toilet that I can use. But it is always our preference to use theirs.
So Ness rang this caravan park in Collie WA not just once but twice & asked about their facilities. Both times they said “Yes no problem, we have showers and toilets that are huge & you can get a wheelchair in no problem”
So we arrived in the pouring rain, Ness checked in & paid for the time we are meant to be here & we headed down to the site. It was bucketing down so no point in three of us getting wet so I said to Ness “Take Annie into the van & I’ll set up out here” So I hooked up the power, water, levelled the van, chocked the van all the normal stuff which only takes a short time now & then the rain had eased so Ness suggested we go check out the bathrooms.
Well the first problem we had was that the whole bathroom/laundry complex had a gutter around it, there was no ramp at all, so Ness had to give me a shove up the gutter. The next issue was a step at the door of the bathroom, I can get up one step as long as there is something to pull myself up with, but once we were inside the bathroom there was a trough to pee in, but it had a huge step at the front of it. And then I went to the shower & toilet cubicles…..the doorway’s were very narrow! Now my chair is only 59cm wide & it easily fits through most doorways, but these were super narrow! No way would I get into either the shower or the toilet.
Ok so going back to what I said before, I can use the van shower & loo…. But that is not the point! If you don’t know that something will fit then don’t bloody say it will! For those of you that work in hospitality or travel….. Have a think about it, don’t say that you have something unless you have actually checked it yourself!
Needless to say we are moving tomorrow, we were going to base ourselves here for 2 weeks….. but not anymore!
Hey did you see the storms on TV that have been happening in WA? Today we left Albany & drove to Collie, we were amazed to see the number of trees that have just been blown over or snapped off, there was debris everywhere, some parts of the road were almost blocked due to trees across the road.
Apparently there is another storm brewing for tomorrow evening, glad the Trakmaster is a hefty big lump & won’t blow away easily. But having said that driving to Collie was quite daunting. I’d like to think that I am semi experienced as a tow driver, this is my second caravan so have done a bit of towing over the years, but the van was “blowin in the wind” during the drive down today!
Ness has a gripe, she reckons I have an issue with remembering where I am. Some days I ask her “Where are we?”or “where did we stay last night?”
Ok my response to this is “Yes….I do” you have to keep in mind that I travel constantly for work, it is not unusual for me in one month to be in 4 or 5 different states! I can remember one week this year when Ness sent me to SA, QLD, NSW & a job in Victoria all in the same week! So is it any wonder that I don’t really recall where I am or where I have been? So darling if I occasionally…..and I do mean occasionally, forget where we are or were …..Tough! Deal with it!!! Or stop sending me to too many places!
Somedays….more like every day you say to me, Where are we tonight? Where were we last night? Then you tell people we are in a completely different location/name to where we actually are? Cracks me up every time…I am dealing with it and love it.
Our GPS is trying to kill us!... I’m sure most of you have one or have used a GPS at some stage, has it ever taken you a weird way to get somewhere? Ours has, and even worse, I think it knows we have 3 tonne of caravan on the back and deliberately takes us to places that no caravan should ever go! Tight narrow streets, streets that you can’t “turn around when possible” like she tells us to! I seriously think that ours is programmed with an “Evil” chip, one that is possessed and is trying to get us into situations with the van that we can’t escape.
But I’m smarter than it, I’ll fight with it to the end, I’ll ignore stupid instructions if I think it is wrong, if it is a fight she wants she has come to the right place! We’ll see who wins out in the end!
Reader’s comments
Meredith said that Nathan is on dry land but not home in NZ yet, see if you can get him interested in another sport M, I hear chess is pretty safe?
Arama told us that Whale world is depressing? Huh…how could going somewhere where they used to kill magnificent beautiful whales be depressing A?.....Glad we didn’t go now. Actually when I told Dan that we were going to go his reply was “Great place to take Annie, Dad!” (in his sarcastic tone)
Annie’s Blog
Today I knew we were going somewhere, because this morning mum started packing up stuff inside the box on wheels & Dad was outside doing hoses & stuff. So that means that the box on wheels is going to follow us to another place.
When we were driving today Dad kept saying Nan’s favourite word Shit…. Shit…. Shit…. He was looking at all the trees that blowed over with the big winds. But I’m a little confused…. How can Shit make trees blow over? Can’t wait till I get older and understand some things.
I’m a bit annoyed with Mum & Dad…. When its dinner time they give me my dinner & then they put me on the floor or on the bed while they sit down & have dinner together. Don’t they know that after dinner I just want to play…. I’ve tried everything, pulling mums pants, making grunting noises, pulling myself up on dad’s chair…. But they just eat their dinner! Not fair Mum & Dad!!!
I want to say a special hello to my grandparents tonight, I’ve been gone for over 2 weeks now and I miss you all, I spoke to granny on the phone today and I spoke to Nan & Pop on Friday. I’m a big girl now and I can’t wait for you all to see me when I get home to Saltbush.
Love from
AnnieInAVan…XXX