MIDNIGHT! Why am I wide awake, as if I’ve had a full 8hrs of blissful slumber behind me? As if I can hear the oceans shores calling me, the seagulls gliding over the shoreline, and feel the sand sifting through my toes.

*Record screeches* Newsflash – I’m not on that secluded beach, basking under the sun’s yielding rays. However, there’s a noise, a booming thud that sounds like a metal gate forced shut by a cyclone about to hit every couple of minutes. Wondering who, or what the culprit is? It’s the use of the public facilities! If it’s not the continuous catch of the gate which holds the door shut which frightens me, it’s the hand dryer that reverberates off its surrounding walls, amplifying it’s sound, providing the perfect acoustics, yet resembles a plane about to take off right next to your head that builds anxiety or a climatic ambience.

My husband, at peace as I hear his snore rumble through the tent, every so often wakes and mumbles a profanity. Strangely enough, it initially provides me with a varying degree of comfort knowing someone might share the same sentiments as myself. On the contrary, I’m left bemused at the random outbursts which send him back off to sleep.

We can’t forget my own little creatures. My eldest and middle number one are cradled in an iron cast bunk which every toss and then sends a chime through the tent as if the church bells are calling. I’m perplexed as to why they are still sound asleep as surely they’ve caused some sort of physical damage to their perfect, soft skin. O and just in case you thought I forgot middle number 2, well I’ve had to do a ninja grasp to retrieve him as he slid down between the tent and the queen size bed that supposedly isn’t big enough for us to share.

My call, need, for a break amongst nature… well it’s certainly provided nature’s best. The calls of the nightly birds, the bush turkeys roaming the nearby bush and I’m sure many other wildlife I offer to be unaware of.

After the tough love I’ve had to provide today with the eldest, seemingly ungrateful for the gracious gift of…well another day. The spontaneous feelings of nausea that overcame me today which had me almost confounded to the tent walls. And now my inability to return to my clearly unnecessary and unwanted sleep….I question my skill set at listening to the calls of nature!

So Day 2…what adventures do you possess? I guess I’ll have to wait and see. The story continues….