Riding in Trains with Boys

Today I thought it might be fun to take the boys for a ride on a train and a tram. It just shows how wrong you can be! Something which sounds so simple initially can be transformed into a logistical nightmare with two single-minded little boys. We boarded the train at Belair and planned to take the train into Adelaide city. We thought we would get a coffee and donuts in town then take a tram to Goodwood and then the train back to Belair. The novelty wore off fairly early in the forward journey. By the time we reached town neither of the boys wanted to walk and kept flopping to the pavement and screaming. Their favourite donut shop had closed and there was nothing much to be had anywhere. The tram ride was marred by the fact that it was a cold rainy day and it seemed doubly so standing in the wind at the tram stop as the sun set. All trams seemed to have disappeared at peak hour so in exasperation we took a taxi, hoping to board the train at the nearest stop. Unfortunately the taxi driver did not know where the nearest railway station was and could not read a map!

Luckily he passed the street directory to Inger who then directed him to the railway station. Finally we boarded a train and made it home in one piece. Using public transport was another one of those experiences which we just weren't ready for. I think we will continue to watch trains from the safety of the playground for the time being.......................