Many people laughed in my face when I told them I was travelling to Monaco for the Grand Prix with a baby. And again, I must admit it is not the first place that springs to mind when you think of things to do as a family of three. You will probably notice a theme with our travel, holidays and outings – we tend to just book the things we want to do and drag the baby along as opposed to looking for family friendly settings. So would I do it again … take the baby to Monaco for the Formula One? Truth be told, probably not, and that is mainly because we paid a small fortune for our tickets … think along the lines of one months rent! However, we had a fantastic day and made the most of the situation. So it just goes to prove that you can do whatever your heart desires once the baby arrives, you just have to accept that it might not be exactly as it used to be.
Sure, I don’t blame you for not thinking of Santorini as your first choice of holiday destination with your young family. What with all the incredible infinity pools, sunset sails, cobblestone lanes and local vineyards. Sounds like the idyllic spot for a honeymoon and the worst scenario for a baby. Santorini had been on my travel bucket list for an eternity, so when we started planning holidays for 2018 I put this straight at the top of the list without giving much thought to the fact that we would have a 9 month old in tow. However, our trip was INCREDIBLE and my favorite one thus far this year. So here is why I think you should do Santorini with a baby!
A man’s best friend. Your fur baby. A dog is normally the pride and joy of many childless couples. This is all before the baby arrives. Its saddens me to tell this truth and I could never understand why so many people would re-home their dogs after they welcome their baby to the world. I am ashamed that I even have these thoughts but now I totally understand why people choose to do so. The truth is, the love for your four legged bestie will quickly dwindle when the baby arrives. Basically you will no longer have the time and energy to devote to fido and as a result they will let it be known that they still want to be numero uno. I have two beagles, and they are notorious for being strong willed and head strong at the best of times, but this year has been like no other. Let me share a few of my experiences with you.
In 2016 my husband and decided to become expats. Expat, the slang for expatriate, is a person temporarily or permanently residing in another country other than their native country (thanks Wikipedia). We packed up our home and our beloved beagles and moved from sunny Perth in Western Australia to the unknown York, England. We had been to England many times and I have family here, but we had never been to Yorkshire and took the word of a friend of friend (plus one online article) to decide the opportunity that had been presented to us was worth taking a punt on. Over a year down the road and so far, so good. So here is my perspective on the pros and cons of being an expat.
It’s true, I’m a fraud. For the past 2 years I have been claiming that I am a ‘travel and lifestyle’ blogger, but yet with less than a dozen posts, can one call themselves a blogger? Like everyone else in the 21st century I have the same excuse, I’m busy. Busy chasing my career goals, busy seeing the world, busy maintaining relationships, busy doing nothing. However I think I can possibly use this excuse with valid reason for the past 12 months. Over the past year I have seen myself accept a promotion, pack up my house, move country, buy a new house, furnish said house, have a baby, visit x countries and play hostess to all of our family members that visited the new baby. Well okay, I was an absolute rubbish hostess … but still!Continue Reading
- My heart begins to race, the cold sweats are setting in and the disabling anxiety is starting to take full control. Everyone is glaring at me, unwilling to help or offer up their seat. I can see the look on their faces and I know exactly what they are thinking. If I’m being honest, I used to be one of them. Somehow through my tunnel vision I manage to spot a familiar face and I know I am only moments from relief. And that was the terrifying moment that I entered the Emirates Lounge in Perth with my three month old screaming blue murder as she needed to be fed and comforted after enduring security. Here ladies and gentleman, are my travel memoirs of flying solo with a baby.
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- I thanked my lucky stars that I arrived for my afternoon tea at Burj Al Arab in one piece. The taxi ride en route to one of the most luxurious hotels in the world was quite possibly the most frightening drive of my life. Weaving in and out of the traffic at a minimum of 12okm per hour, my driver who thought he was Michael Schumacher left me white knuckled and sweating with fear. My favourite part being when we had to swerve erratically to avoid the container of fuel which had been dropped in the middle of the motor way. As the traffic starts to slow, the majestic sail shaped building appears over the horizon and this modern day symbol of luxury Dubai is a stark contrast to its dessert surroundings. Set upon a man made island, this building which finished construction in 1999 is currently the third tallest hotel in the world (Wikipedia).
As the saying goes, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas (there is even a sign that greets you with such when you land at the airport). But I am going to let you in on the secret of what really happens in Vegas. It involves one crazy night I spent in Vegas for New Years Eve, and which doesn’t seem that far from the plot of the Hollywood blockbuster, The Hangover. It also rivals that time we were on a flight with Brad Pitt as my best travel story. Continue Reading
“Next thing you will be shitting diamonds” was the response left on my Instagram post after my brief encounter with Brad Pitt. Brief encounter may be a stretch – more like a crazed passenger watching his every move. But none the less, I was only a few feet away from the twice crowned Sexiest Man Alive.Continue Reading