Our moms and CJ's grandma arrived here last Friday for a visit! They rented a car, which has perhaps been a little more of an adventure than they bargained for, but I'm proud to say they and the car are scratch-free and they're handling it like champs! As for me, I think I'll pass on driving on the left side of the road from the right side of the car. I can barely parallel park as it is....
On their first night here, we gave them apartment tours and showed them around Bond campus. They didn't get much sleep on the 14 hour flight, so we drove Brenda and Donna back to their hotel, and mom and I came back to my place to crash. The next morning we went to a huge surfing competition, which CJ had been at days prior for his journalism internship. It was amazing; we were sitting on a grassy hill right by the beach, watching the world's best surfers compete. Dad, you'd be happy to know that the competition was sponsored by a flavored milk company. :) We then went back to the Sheraton for lunch and for a walk on Main beach. CJ, Mom, and I took a swim in the ocean, which scoffed at Mom's intention of "keeping her hair dry," with the huge waves and undertow doing their best to knock us over.
We went to a Presbyterian church on Sunday morning, which had a really traditional service, with its congregation's median age at about 70. We had another afternoon at the beach in store for us and enjoyed a relaxed Italian dinner at Broadbeach before we called it a night.
