“Are we nearly their yet?” I ask my parents, we were heading to my grandparents bach at Whatuwhiwhi. “About half an hour” Dad replies. “Finally” I say, “It’s nice to get some fresh air”. "YEAH" my little brother shouts. As soon as we’d unpacked Baxter my other brother, Grandwink and Grandad arrived. It was late so we had dinner and went to bed.
I lay awake thinking about what I’d do tomorrow. It felt like forever during the night but when it was morning I ran down the mossy creaky steps towards the beach, how lovely it was to get out of bed. The day flew past so quickly. What a day it had been. I hopped into my comfortable bed and fell fast asleep. We stayed at Whatuwhiwhi for another two more days with Baxter and Reagan being totally annoying, and Grandwink making lunches.
When I woke up for the last day I realized "Oh no, pack up time", I sprinted down to the beach and played there until we had to go. “Time to go” yells my dad from the bach. Grandwink, Grandad, Mum and I have finished tidying.
I bet I’ll never have a holiday like that again.