Holiday ?
07 Apr 2009 Leave a Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: children, Holiday, personal, thoughts
What a last couple of weeks it has been.. We had booked an entire week off – our first vacation in a long long time. In keeping with the times, we decided to go to the South-East of the country and take a road trip to the South of France. We thought about Scotland (been before and too long to drive), Lake District (been before too lots of times), North Wales (would have been too cold) before finally settling on this option.
We packed the car and set off as planned. Landed in a beautiful part of the country, where we had booked a cottage for our stay. It was a family friendly resort – again our first time at one of these places – with a pool, bar, restaurants, play area for the children, baby-sitting facilities for children and other activities like face-painting, pottery, clown shows…
We spent the next day walking around the famed white cliffs of Dover. Not a very good choice, considering that K refused to walk long-distances. It was the countryside – so you needed an all-terrain push-chair (which we did not have !!) and she refused to sit in the sling. So we had to half-drag, half-carry her, which wasnt great fun. Children !! Plus it was freaking cold. Soooooo cold, so unlike March. But it was really relaxing and peaceful too. Surprisingly, K was the happiest when we were in the cottage, playing with her. Doesnt take much to make them happy, i suppose.
The next day was our planned ferry crossing to France. We were sailing from Dover to Calais with the car and planned to drive around in France, with no fixed agenda in mind. Stopping off at places which took our fancy and staying in little B & Bs along the way. Sadly, it was not to be, as we forgot our passports at home !!!!! R, who is normally extremely careful about such things forgot to pack our passports.
We could have easily come back home and gone again, but somehow our mood was really dampened by then.. So we stayed back in Dover for a couple of more days and then came back home. Gallivanted in London, took K to see and feed the ducks everyday, took her to the park 2-3 times a day.. Indugled in naps, long walks, watched the world go by and generally had a nice time.
I must have definitely grown up, because I was so calm when we discovered that we forgot our passports. Did not scream, rant or rave at R about how our holiday was ruined or how we could not go to France. Completely took it in my stride with the silent realisation that this was how it was meant to be.
