Have you ever noticed just how stressful it is travelling as a family? If you’re travelling alone or even as a couple, at least you only have to worry about your own commitments, but when kids are involved it makes the whole process of booking a holiday far more difficult. First of all, you have to try time everything with school holidays (unless your family are too young for school yet, or you home educate) which brings all of your costs up, and then you have to look for places that are packed with things to do so you don’t have to worry about them being bored. With all of this in mind, I thought I’d write a quick post today on travelling with a family.
Oliver’s Travels want bloggers to write about funny or memorable holidays. Well Italy 2014 covers it… I bought Jen a soft toy at an Italian market, and we were walking around an Italian river town. An old fort town. Within a short while after taking this photo I was hanging over the edge of the river, one foot wrapped around the railing one hand on a boat rope and stretching like a mad woman for his teddy that’s floating downstream! This was next to a street café, and it was a flipping hot day so half the locals were sitting outside licking gelatos and laughing at me. I’m pretty sure no one, except my Jen, thought the crazy English woman was going to come back up from the edge of the water dry… think of a seaside harbour wall. I don’t think anyone thought I’d grab the toy faster than […]
I do not have many memories that involve my Father, but this is one of those. It also involves Teddy, one of the first bears I remember owning. View image | gettyimages.com As a tiny girl I occasionally visited my Father for days out in the city. On the day in question it was warm but grey. We went to one of the many open spaces along the Thames and we went boating. A tiny wooden paddle boat, faded and flaking blue paint outside and greying white inside. There were no life jackets, but there was a red and white ring on the river bank. I don’t remember getting in the boat but in the boat I was imagining the boat was bigger and my Dad would come home with us so we would be a “normal” family. Even as a tiny wee thing back then I knew living with […]
I would love to fly around the world, show my family pretty places. Unfortunately as I am currently living off of a life insurance policy I can’t really afford it. I saw BritMums have a #Flying100 competition which is celebrating 100 years of commercial flying. What seems so normal to many now was almost unimaginable back then.
A little while back we were chosen as winners in Tots100’s Al Fresco Holidays competition. I could hardly believe it. First things first I had a little cry, and a panic about flying, then I went begging my children’s head teachers to let them have a week off. As Jen is at Infants and D is at a Grammar school this meant two lots of grovelling, of course officially they aren’t allowed to authorise time off anymore but I asked anyway and got the secret nod of approval. It was all rather a rush, from getting a tweet from Sally to travelling to the airport was just a few days. I wasn’t sure what to pack, and what we would need to take so I might have asked Sally some rather daft questions on the telephone. (Sorry again for that!) We flew from Gatwick, with easyJet at stupid O’clock in […]
Back in summer, just before the trip to Italy we tried out Chicago town take style pizza. Unsurprisingly looking a holiday to Italy, flights, dog and pet sitters, travel to the airport and time off for school meant I got distracted and forgot! As it goes I was eating Chicago town pizza whilst packing for the Italy trip.
So far its not going to plan! Gatwick was busy busy busy. We arrived at about 3:30am. Way too early that. Anywho for a 5:35 flight that should have been early enough but the queue was so big we were called out of the queue “Passengers for Verona make yourself known to staff” and were moved sharpish to the front. Once we made it through security and bag drop and all that we attempted to buy breakfast. Worst service ever at EAT cafe. We asked for warm sandwiches, mistake! How can a toastie take twenty minutes? We had to run to the gate, food uneaten. At the gate plane was half an hour late, people were shouting at the lady on the desk. We did not yell at her, I said please and thanks and have a great day. We were the first flight due to leave, so I bet […]
Hullo. This week you are on your own, sorry readers! I will be at BritMumsLive today then Italy from tommorow. The linky widget is below, you know the drill. Linky up your blog competitions and share this post. If we all join in and promote each others competitions then in theory every competition linked up will get more views and entries. It remain open for next week too – back to normal in July. Go……
I know I know, I shouldn’t put exclamation marks in a title, but I have. So there. I am excited. We are going to Italy because I wrote this post recently. Daddy/Blokey can’t get time off work but Jen, D and I are going. All last week I was excited it is nearly #BritMumsLive now that isn’t as exciting (sorry bloggers).
In this house none of us like football, so things like the football world cup are not fun to us. So many people suddenly wearing just their countries team colours. So many “did you see that goal” comments the day after a big game. I am sorry footie fans, I just don’t get what is fun about it. To be honest I’d much rather be in warmer place, somewhere where I don’t speak the lingo. Somewhere I miss the “did you see the game last night? Shocking performance wasn’t it?” from the locals as I won’t have a clue what they are saying. Somewhere I’ve never been. Somewhere with good food and ice cream. ITALY.