As exciting as dancing was nothing could beat the next days adventure. As soon as I left work I was on a bus to the airport to meet my brother and his wife who successfully made it too Wellington! Sadly their luggage, not so much. We collected our hire car and I immediately realised I had forgotten how to drive manual. I kid you not. I actually looked down at my feet and thought ABC: accelerate, brake, clutch and then tried very hard to remember how they worked! I am proud to report I only stalled once and soon it all came back to me. I am also pleased to report that my family were very supportive and suffered through my reacquainting myself with a manual car with patience and no back seat driving. As much as I wanted to take them everywhere and introduce them to everyone I knew they would be tired so we settled on getting them booked into their accommodation and getting food from my favourite chippy. For once I decided against my usual fish and decided to finally try one of their burgers and I was more than happy to agree that they deserve their claim to one of the best burgers in Wellington. In an effort to fight the jet lag we took an evening stroll along the water front and I gave my camera its first low light workout. Whilst I was still struggling to get to grips with the settings and how they work best together I was impressed with how well it performed as the sun went down.
The following day I was excited as I had instructed my family to come to my cafe for breakfast, well they kind of had to really. I told anyone who stood still long enough and some who didn’t that they were coming. Finally they arrived and though we were busy I was able to steal 5 minutes here and there to catch up and even managed to make Sister in Law the elder a coffee. Too soon for me but not for them they had sorted out their missing luggage and were on their way up north. Their holiday had properly started but I was stuck in work for three more days. As well as the Friday being a public holiday all weekend Wellington was celebrating the sevens. We were expecting to be busy and on Friday we really were. Fortunately Saturday though busy wasn’t as crazy. I say fortunately as I had a member of staff off with suspected appendicitis. Luckily for us our newest member of staff coped admirably with being thrown in at the deep end. She got nowhere near the amount of support I would have liked to give her but her previous experience meant that she made an excellent start and by the end of the day I was very grateful she had joined our team. I was also feeling a lot more positive about having two new members of staff training whilst I was away. I finally felt that despite the problems that inevitable crop up in hospo that things might just be working out.