Take trains and planes!

I was at the park last week when I overheard a gaggle of mums talking about family holidays. I am such a terrible eaves dropper!! It’s a talent of mine. Tim and I go for a meal together and by the time we leave the restaurant I know all about the lives of the surrounding customers!  This particular conversation in the park had me hooked! (So much so, I missed Monty careering down the slide and face planting into the sand!). Epic parenting!

These four mums were talking about the horrors of family holidays. “Oh I won’t go anywhere that involves a plane journey”, “you have no idea the hell that Jasper created on the last plane journey”, “I don’t enjoy holiday’s away with the kids” (OMG), “we’d rather holiday without them”,(double OMG)  “the kids won’t remember the trip anyway!”, (OMG I give up) “I can’t deal with the packing, or the washing”, “my kids just won’t eat anything when we’re away”. It went on and on and on. I was tempted to butt in and try to convince them they needed to try again, then I thought better of it. I couldn’t listen any more!

We travel a lot with our two. Not because we are smartee pants, or because our children are delightful little creatures (far from it), we travel because we love it and we want our children to grow up loving it too!  Yes we get stressed, yes it’s hard work, yes I sometimes wish we’d left them at home.

They both turn into little assholes when they’re tired, Monty gets violent and Poppy sobs , so imagine that combination long haul! They aren’t great at trying new food, so we bribe them! We don’t make them eat tarantula gonads or anything but we do insist they eat at least a small bowl of rice before gorging on cookies. We make them say please and thank you in the local language, they just want to learn to say toilet or bum!! Monty particularly loved that the Thai currency was ‘Baht’ because it rhymes with fart! He could quite often be heard asking in the market how many “farty bahts for that?”  These are the things that make our holidays so memorable, these are the things we laugh about for weeks, months, years! Tragic I know!

 I think one of the most awesome things about having a family is being able to go on holiday with them. No time restrictions, no work, no set bed times, ice creams after (or before) every meal, lemonade with a straw, buying loads of tat. Whether the children remember the adventure or appreciate the cost is irrelevant. It’s what they experience that makes them who they are, the sounds, the smells, the different faces they smile at, the many places they can have tantrums. It all goes towards making them the adult they will become. I’m not trying to convince anyone to spend an absolute fortune on flights around the world or to spend a year volunteering in The Gambia, Skegness for a week is just as awesome when you’re little.

Some of the best memories I have of childhood holidays are parking the car on the beach in Wales, on freezing cold days when the sand was whipping against our legs, insisting that mum and dad swim in the sea with us, when actually they just wanted to sit in the car with the heaters on, eating sandy sandwiches. Or staying on a farm, (again freezing cold) and being woken at 5am to milk the cows with the farmer. My brother and I just found the cow poo hysterical.

 We had awesome holidays and every one of them has a funny story that helps keep them firmly engraved in my memory!

Hong Kong- being dragged around temple after temple and all that kept me going (and kept making dads blood pressure soar) was my brother pretending to trip through every single doorway. (No recollection of history or facts)

Wales- mum literally riding her bike up the back of my leg because she had no idea how to use the brakes. I had tyre marks imprinted on my calf for months. (No recollection of exact location or year)

Denmark- a family friends child entering Lego land before it was even open! We just saw him scaling the fence and he was in, while we all looked on in horror, no, amazement!!! What a legend! (No memory of anything else Denmark had to offer).

You see, all these silly memories are the ones that still make me smile today.  I don’t remember the historical facts of the leaning tower of Pisa, but I’ve been up it. I don’t think I’d be very good on the slopes now but I was an awesome little skier when I was young.

My parents worked hard, so that we could play hard, and so that my brother and I had these opportunities to spend time with them, to enjoy family time somewhere different, to show us there were great things out there in the big wide world.

 I think this is where I caught the travel bug, and why I so desperately love exploring with my children.  I can’t wait to talk to my “teenage” children and about their hazy holiday memories, about daddy getting a holiday injury on the waterslide in Norway, or swimming with baby Sharks off the Similan Islands or watching Monty scream in terror at the Geysers in Iceland.  No matter what they remember, no matter how much they forget, like many things in life  it’s the taking part that counts.

If we don’t holiday with our children no one else will do it for us, if we don’t make them eat the sandy ice cream because we “bloody paid for it” no one else will, and if we don’t spend these work free hours exploring someplace new with them, we’ll regret it.

So buy a ticket for a train or a plane and show your children what’s out there, show them you enjoy their company (even if they are getting right on your wick), and if; God forbid it happens to pee with rain, the retro photos will be worth it!!

12 thoughts on “Take trains and planes!

  1. Love the fact you are inspiring them to be little travellers, I’ll be making my first trip abroad with the little man next year. #PostsFromTheHeart

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  2. I love this. My eldest has just returned from 9 days skiing in Italy and he has had his eyes well and truly opened to the world. I cant wait to see where his adventures take him. #postsfromtheheart

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  3. I totally agree with every single word of this. Showing children that there is a world outside of their own matters – for the children but perhaps even more do for the adults that they eventually become. This is a wonderful post and I really hope those mums at the park see it. Thank you so much for sharing it with us at #PostsFromTheHeart

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