Stockholm, Sweden. It was a brief sojourn in the Venice of the North, but I still got a chance to get down to business in the back seat of this big van, because that’s where the action happens.
I was lucky enough to nab this sexy beast for an entire weekend. On top of the usual household run-around, the weather turned it on for us and we went for a top-down tour through the Royal National Park.
I also took my very excited daughter for a drive over the Sydney Harbour Bridge and around the city. We had the roof down and she was in control of the music...
Footy fields and skateparks. Since recently enlisting in the CarAdvice Army I’ve been thrust through an SUV boot camp of sorts: everything from Porsche’s large quarter-mil Cayenne Turbo to Renault’s diminutive and funky Captur.
I needed a ceasefire from the high-riding, family-swallowing blitzkrieg...
We've all heard the expression to 'make hay while the sun shines' - and so, assuming that happens... how do you pick up the hay once it is made?
Why, in a van of course!
My daughter's sixth birthday party coincided with the Renault Master SWB van, and some hay was needed (along with tables and chairs) to help the 'pony party' theme.
Spent the weekend taking care of the usual domestic duties. Headed to a busy shopping centre, visited some family and did a lot of running around.
Part Uber driver, part VIP shuttle - all dad... I took Miss Six and three squealing friends to ballet practice, followed by a sensible Saturday breakfast.
The power-sliding door on the Mercedes-Benz Viano was an instant hit, as was the 'poker table' seating configuration (three-facing-three). A fun (for them) session of scrambled eggs and milkshakes - rolling up like a segment from TMZ...
It was perfect convertible weather — warm, slightly humid and overcast. We saddled up and headed straight for the beach — it's about as close as we were going to get to California without hopping on a plane or boat.
The road to the beach involved a little bit of highway driving and then a stint of urban trawling in traffic.
Getting into the theme of the whole thing, I thought it was more than appropriate to load up the ‘wags’ with some wood, screws, a drill, two saws and a tape measure and go and build something – the same way men with moustaches did back in the ‘70s.
Rushing into things, perhaps, we headed off together to meet the parents…...
As Australians we tend to be naturally attracted to fun activities in the water, so for our weekend 'daddy daughter' adventure, Miss Six and I piled into the Outlander and headed to 'Adventure Park' waterslide theme park in Geelong, just outside of Melbourne.