On the Ferry

I wasn't going to write anything again this soon, but we are on a ferry for the next 9 hours, so it was either this or interact with Tracy, Nicole, Rob and the 6 kids.... so her I am writing....
We were told by the not-so-chatty reception guy at the caravan park to allow an hour to reach the ferry boarding area, due to some horrendous roadworks on the Westgate Bridge. According to the ticket info, boarding closes at 8:15, so we (ok, I...) decided we would need to get up at 6 and be in the car by 6:30. Rob and Nicole looked horrified at having to pack up their Jayco Swan in 30 minutes, but in true Gladiator fashion, they were willing to give it a go.
Morning came, and we got stuck into it. Sure enough, Rob finished first, allowing me to come second and we both sat back admiring what was a solid erection only 30 minutes earlier, and was now a neatly packed pair of caravans ready to leave.
Off we went, backtracking to get away from the city fringe and back onto the freeway, bracing for a long boring wait in huge jams of traffic.... or not...... Turns out the "road restrictions" was only 1 lane blocked out of 5, and speed reduced from 100km/hr to 60. It was at about this stage my anxiety and heart rate dropped to near normal levels, and turned into a tirade of %$@& tourism staff and their inability to actually smile and give accurate information all in the one day.
Getting off the freeway was a bit tricky, but Google maps had become our friendly navigator, and Tracy was a star in following the blue line without even once turning the iPad upside down as we turned right or left to get to the pier. I did get a bit nervous when the blue line took us off the main street and over a dozen speed humps between waterfront apartments, but in true Barry fashion, i gritted my teeth and didnt say a word until we popped out at the final roundabout and were in the line. Breathe....... Breathe.
Whilst the process for getting on was a bit slow, it was very thorough, methodical and flawless. We got our stuff out the car then made the dash to look for some seats where the kids could run amok without disturbing too many other passengers.
Tracy and Nicole put their best effort into child minding as noted in the picture below and the kids ended up walking round the boat looking for other parents to harass.
The ferry just passed through the mouth of Port Phillip Bay and the green faces started appearing out of nowhere... the super calm waters were no longer and the ferry was rocking and rolling all over the place... no more head down in the PC for me either...