It doesn’t take much to keep the Failboats happy. We once managed to make an entire afternoon’s entertainment out of walking from one end of a pier to another. So when the Melbourne Failboats contingent headed to Rye for an overnight stay a few weeks ago, I shouldn’t have been surprised that we managed to pack roughly one week’s worth of enjoyment into a little over twenty-four hours.
We didn’t even start before dawn, as we have with some of our trips. In fact, once we arrived in Rye, our first order of business was to find ourselves some fish and chips and a beach and combine the two for lunch. Although, come to think of it, our actual first order of business ended up being a search for the key safe at our accommodation, which required a phone call before it could be located. Who knew a small black box could be so difficult to find?
Find it we did, after a thorough tour of the rather slopy grounds around the house itself. We also found ourselves a bedroom each and some glorious views. Aimee had provided us with gorgeous accommodation indeed! We subsequently went on to find some amazing fish and chips, a beach and a whole bunch of seagulls.