Local Heart, Global Soul

July 13, 2014

The Flight Is Followed By A Long And Winding Road…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

We land in Volos airport in Greece and my brother-in-law takes Himself to the car hire area, they are gone for over an hour because it’s busy, there’s a huge queue and only one staff member at the desk.

Murphy’s Law dictated that everyone in front of them in the queue had seemingly had ten thousand questions, problems with the size or price of the vehicle or their credit card or if it was a manual or automatic transmission etc.

The kids have exhausted their patience and have started behaving like battery hens that are kept in too close quarters to one another, sniping and poking one another and generally getting on each others (and eventually this parents) nerves.

I found myself in the role of referee and just like an International football game each child came to me as “victim” with exaggerated claims of injury or injustice done and wishes of unreasonably heavy punishment on the other whilst the perpetrator downplayed or dismissed every allegation and had some sort of excuse that usually involved heaping as much blame as possible on the victim as the one who started it all.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

I start wishing if I can go to the airline booking desk and request two tickets for unaccompanied minors back to the Netherlands please.

They are even squabbling with their cousin, but I know that the main problem can be sourced as serious over tiredness and lack of decent food all day. What a difference a decent dinner will make.

First though we have a long drive ahead of us. The airport is rather a long way from the city of Volos, and then from there it’s another two and a half hours drive.

Luckily Kiwi Daughter and I have our anti-motion sickness wrist bands on because even then the winding roads and hills are testing for us both.

We follow our in-laws rental car as they lead the way. Somewhere way past Volos we stop at a supermarket right before closing time to stock up on breakfast supplies and a few necessities, and a snack dinner. The chance to stop moving for a while is most welcome.

Then comes the stop for fuel, and “entertainment” whilst we wait in the form of the various birds in cages situated on the side of the garage forecourt. As it gets darker the kids fall asleep and we weave our way through the darkness, following the tail lights of our in-laws cars as the bends in the road draw us closer and closer to our destination.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

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