The city of Sydney puts on quite an impressive series of events to mark the day. Who wouldn't want to see a Ferryathon, or witness a flyover, or ride on a vintage Sydney bus? Not me! That's why last year I thought it would be a good idea to drag my two sticky kids, my sweet agreeable mother-in-law, and my own pregnant self into the city for Australia Day. After fighting the crowds, waiting in lines, and cramming onto over-crowded public transport we eventually gave up and headed home- feeling exhausted, deflated and a bit defeated.
When I saw my friends' photos of a fun-filled day at the beach I realised I'd made a mistake. And so I vowed that this year would be different.
Twenty minutes and ten text messages later we were in business. Six families threw together a last minute BBQ that turned out to be one of the best beach days "evah!'
It was an awesome way to end our Aussie summer.