Mr L and I are currently contemplating where we should go on our first family holiday…
We have been together for 13 years this year.
For the first 11 we weren’t invited to a single wedding abroad.
We attended numerous nuptials in the UK but not a solitary soul got spliced in Sacramento, hitched in Hawaii or had nuptials in Nebraska…
In the last two years however we have been invited to 5- count ‘em, FIVE weddings that we have had to decline due to;
*all that other boring stuff that makes people reluctant to travel once they have kids.
This is annoying in the extreme (all our very best to all our friends who did get married abroad btw, they look like beautiful occasions. *sob*)
Anyway, we have decided that it is time to bite the bullet. Time to brave the boarders and hot foot it off on our hols.
Previously we have enjoyed; a honeymoon in the Maldives.
A safari/world cup combo in South Africa
a baby moon in Marrakech
and some pretty fab city breaks
but they feel like distant memories and we NEED to get away. En famille. And soon.
Mr L has been working away from home for the last 2 years!!!
Family time is a precious commodity for us (it is for all families) and since we have been a family of four, the furthest we have ventured is Surrey which, lovely as it is, frankly doesn’t count as it is where Mr L is from.
And so, here’s the million dollar question…Where shall we go and what shall we do?
My vote is Skiing-
I have been skiing several times before and I absolutely totally and utterly LOVED it.
My memories of family skiing holidays are hazy but they include-
Amazing breakfasts of natural yoghurt, meats, breads, cheeses and other yummy stuff.
Moving faster than the speed of sound (or so I thought)
Feeling the wind on my cheeks and Jack Frost certainly nipping at my nose and
Being in a big group of family and friends having a brilliant time.
Later, I went skiing with school and then uni and the incredible feeling of freedom zipping down the mountainside is something I have never been able to recapture—much less now. I can barely have a wee without two toddlers handing off my legs.
Unfortunately, because the mind is as weird as it is wonderful, my recollections of my skiing capabilities have taken me to the realms of *put name of any amazing skier here* rather than the snow ploughing scardy cat I most likely was.
I would absolutely love our children to experience a ski holiday at least once and, if I’m honest, I want it to become an annual event in the Leary calendar where we decamp with a group of mates and their kids to enjoy the snow, the skiing, the après ski (hic!) and all the brilliant memories that come with a family holiday.
Mr L on the other hand has never been skiing and, depending on which day you catch him, doesn’t seem all that keen, his vote is for Sunnier climbs…
He has beautiful skin and only has to look at the sun to get a lovely, even tan. (I can basically feel him swelling with smugness as he reads this!)
I have the colouring of a corpse and, if I should ever catch some rays you can guarantee that I will be a blotchy, strap marked mess after an hour or so.
A sun holiday obviously means swimming and splashing and sun cream and probably sand.
The girls absolutely love splashing about in the pool so I know that aspect of a sunny holiday would be brilliant, if knackering but;
I am not one for sand. It gets EVERYWHERE and when you are washing and wiping sand out of literally every orifice, the beach somewhat loses its appeal, in my humble opinion!
So, I am looking for some advice…What shall we do. Where do we go?
I realise that this is the ultimate in first world problems but, just for the moment I’m thinking about our little family having some much-needed bubble time so, all suggestions welcome.
Where was your first family holiday and what advice can you give us?!
Lots of Love
Being a ‘single mum’ during the week means I seem to spend an inordinate amount of my time faffing about on twitter checking out what the celebs are doing.
Happily, as a result of that faffing, I spied that Mark Warner Holidays were looking for some bloggers to work with and I thought to myself, I’ll chuck my hat into that ring…
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