Christmas morning was very different. Sun shining through the window, we donned our swimming trunks (or togs if you are in New Zealand) and prepared for a day on the beach. We had french toast for breakfast with real maple syrup from Elgin New Brunswick before we received a call from the past. Skyping in from Christmas Eve in Canada, Aunts, Uncles, and Cousins all vying for face time. It was nice to still be part of the celebrations and to see everyone. Dad of course rubbing in the great weather and the fact that we were headed to the beach rather than bundling up in the cold.
On the beach, we attempted our BBQ using one of those one time use BBQ's. Unfortunately it fizzled out in a spectacular failure, never even heating the charcoal. Plan B, we tossed our shishkebabs on the frying pan and portable stove, and had a few nibbles instead. Everyone enjoyed the walking up and down the shore, although the overcast weather was not so inviting. The number of shells on the beach made for some fun collecting, although Derek clearly forgot he had to pack his clothes in his suitcase as well, toting a large handful of shells back to the car. Not the best beach day, but we had a lot of fun, laughing at our BBQ and wandering the sandy shore of Orewa. No presents, just the wonderful gift of having family with us on the holiday, and no turkey, just Derek.
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