Trip to info centre
Well, I thought this would be boring, and in some ways – it was. You see, all I could do was mooch around while mum and dad chattered on about something to the lady at the desk. I looked at the advertising pamphlets. Most of them were about jewellery shops and cruises and tours. Well, I wasn’t interested in all that stuff. Then I saw something that caught my eye…
Artopia
Example of artwork from Artopia
Example of artwork from Artopia
Artopia. That’s what it read. I looked inside the pamphlet. It was a bit like Heidi, the art gallery that mum took me to once at the beginning of the year. It was very interesting, but that’s beside the point. I showed the pamphlet to mum. She held onto it for a bit, then told me to put it back. She didn’t understand. “But mum, it’s like Heidi!” I told her. She asked the lady where Artopia was. Mum was then told instructions. I didn’t listen. Soon they were chattering away again. When we finally got back into the car, mum told me we were going there just for me. Artopia wasn’t far away, and when we stepped inside, everyone was greeted by a friendly dog. The art itself wasn’t that bad, and I had a good time.
Lookout
We got back into the car. And we drove. Well, dad was the one with the steering wheel, but you know what I mean. I honestly thought we were going back to our campsite, into our caravan so that we could cook dinner. That’s one of the annoying things about travelling. You can’t really say that we’re going back ‘home’, because, well, home’s miles and miles away. Anyway, I thought we were were going back to the caravan, but we stopped on the the side of the road after 10 minutes. I wondered where on earth we were going, but soon enough I knew that we were going to a lookout. It was actually not a long walk, and suddenly we were up enormously high. There were a lot of photos taken, and dad was hogging the camera on his phone because he somehow couldn’t take a panorama of the scenery.
I think this is the very much desired panorama.