Travel. Adventure. Exploration. The world is a small place, with so much to see, so much to do, so much to experience. But just what makes a perfect holiday?
When I first met my husband he lit a fire in me that I never knew existed, a deep desire to see and experience as much of the world as humanly possible. From the majesty of the temples in Angkor Wat to the perfect beauty on the beaches in the Perhentian Islands. From the hustle and bustle of the Christmas Markets in Brussels to the tranquility of the open sea while cruising.
Having the boys hasn’t diminished this desire, if anything they’ve made it stronger. It’s one thing to see the sights through your own eyes, to experience the wonder, to see the unbelievable. To watch the same through a childs eyes? The innocence of youth brings a whole new magical perspective to something you may have seen a thousand times before but never really seen.
On top of that, I want to be able to pass that passion on. To light the same fire in them that my husband lit in me all those years ago. To show them that the world truly is their oyster, and it is out there for the taking. That each and every holiday can be a perfect holiday for different reasons.
Mixing children with travelling isn’t always easy and our perfect holiday has come a long way from the days where we were standing in arrivals, backpack on, Lonely Planet in (the husbands) hand, no idea where we were laying head. Our perfect holiday now requires planning, execution, and more planning. But we are getting there, and having dragged taken the boys all round the world we are slowly perfecting our perfect holiday recipe.
Now it is time for me to share.
Our Perfect Holiday Recipe
Take three boys
No holiday would be complete without my best friend by my side to scheme with me, to discover new things with and to guide us through new countries (thanks to my complete lack of direction, navigation, common sense) with his trusty guidebook.
And of course the little monkeys by our side, with us fanning the flames of travel as we stock up their memory banks with thousands of little memories. Sandy toes on beautiful beaches. Sleepy cuddles in the open air. Wandering through grassy banks. Walking into the sunset.
Add one BIG plane
For the plane geeks in my life. Big and small.
A dollop of sunshine
Blue skies with white puffs of cloud floating past, casting golden hues across new landscapes waiting to be discovered. Little feet ready to take off over new lands, running, rushing, laughing.
A tablespoon of anticipation
There is nothing more exciting than the butterflies in your tummy as you land in a new place, the new sights that await, the food to be sampled. You’ve read all you can read about somewhere but nothing compares to first walking out, really experiencing the words you have read so avidly leading up to the trip.
A cupful of adventure
Adventure comes in all forms, from swimming with sharks to swimming with babies for the first time. From jumping off a lighthouse into the crystal clear sea to pushing a pram through winding, twirling roads finding the best falafel in the world. From sipping red wine with rare steak in Argentina to kids clubs aboard massive cruise ships.
Adventure comes in many forms, with many people. What makes each adventure more magical is sharing it with those I love.
One camera, poised
Photography is something that I’m new too, having discovered a new found love of Instagram. The possibilities are endless, not just making the memories but capturing them too. Forever immortalised, hanging in our home, bringing sunshine to dark, winter days. Smiling at the memories, a thousand rushing back from one photo captured candidly.
A dose of Kids Club
Because while they do make everything magical, well, it’s always good to have a break. To allow them to run and make new friends. To try things with people their own size. To let them have their own adventures that can be dined out at dinner time, not only during that perfect holiday, but for years to come. The stories of childhood holidays shared forever round dinner table, as my childhood stories were shared.
But mostly to remember that while you are Mummy, you are Daddy, you are also more than that. I am more than that. I am Laura. I am a wife. We are a couple. That’s important too. We need our own adventures on our own, just as the boys do.
Mix it all together, and bake for 7-12 hours, using the plane
Fly away somewhere new, somewhere exotic, somewhere together, me and my three boys.
Pour everyone off the plane, the anticipation gurgling in tummies. Sunshine caressing faces. Adventures waiting to be started. Memories waiting to be captured. Romance in the air.
Sit back, relax, explore, enjoy. Travel.
That’s my perfect holiday.
This is my entry into the Creative Writer Mark Warner Family Ambadassor Programme to become a #MarkWarnerMum – wish us luck as we love to travel and would love to work with Mark Warner.Facebook, see you there!