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I’m Leaving on a Road Trip

Many travel-loving people worry how travel will change once they have kids. I was one of those people. Put me any place in the world and I’m usually comfortable. Make me adapt my travel plans because of little people I had yet to meet? No, thank you!

I found out I was pregnant one month before we moved to Germany. As excited as I was about the baby, I was also worried. No, I wasn’t nervous about giving birth in a foreign country (though that changed), or having no family within a one continent radius of where we lived (which is actually a blessing), or even how we were going to afford this bundle of joy (Germany has great programs for families.) I worried about how this baby was going to cramp our traveling style. We were moving to Europe! For two* years! And I had plans to travel, travel, and then travel some more. But, really, how could we do it between work obligations, financial obligations, and baby obligations?

First, I decided that I loved this baby too much to let it carry the burden of blame for why I couldn’t have the travel lifestyle I wanted. Then I decided I loved travel too much to not let my offspring experience it. And finally I decided that it was time to get crafty. And that meant business trips.

One thing my husband and I discussed before we had kids was his work and my work. My work was to stay home with the kids (which is something I wanted to do and is mostly rewarding), his work involved a lot of business travel. My husband likes travel a lot. I sleep, eat, and breath travel. I told him this: I want to be a stay at home mom (because working a 9-5 job with limited vacation time also ruins a nomadic lifestyle.) However, my greatest sadness (yes, I was this dramatic) would be to stay home while he went on all these fabulous business trips all over the world… sob, sob, sob.

So when he goes out-of-town for his work, we all go out-of-town for his work.

Except today.

Today, I am leaving for a travel blogger’s conference. And because I have a nursing 8-month old, the whole family is coming with me. And even though they won’t be at the actual conference, I’m pretty excited to have them all there. Being a trailing spouse on a business trip isn’t always easy. Now I get to see my husband’s POV when we go with him, and he gets to see mine. Even more importantly, my little ones will get to spend some quality time with their dad in a new place. I can’t wait to hear their stories at the end of every day.

Another thing I’m looking forward to? Adult conversation, about travel, with people who love it just as much as I do. Eating with people who, I’m pretty sure, don’t drop more than 75% of their food onto the floor. Using the iPad without little fingers trying to take it from me. And meeting all the bloggers. This will a great weekend.

One blogger I’m especially looking forward to meeting is Farrah from The Three Under. She’s an expat living in the Netherlands with her family. We live close enough that our families can (and will soon) get together to explore our host countries. She invited me to guest blog for her, so please go on over to her site and read more about my expat experience. Thank you for inviting me, Farrah!

*Our original plans to move to Germany for two years has been extended to indefinitely.villa in miami beach

One (of many) reasons to travel with kids

Here’s why you should travel with kids:

They notice things that you just never will notice. Free from the worries of itineraries, packing, language barriers, exchange rates, personal safety, where their next meal will come from… kids have the chance to actually enjoy their surroundings.

Last weekend I was in Prague with my kids. My thoughts were generally along the lines of “this is one beautiful and one busy city”. My son, his thoughts were all about the transportation. He pointed out every single bus, tram, and train he saw. Free from the worries of everything else, he saw them all. (You will never notice the frequency of public transportation until you are with a two year old who loves anything on wheels or rails.)

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As we walked and watched him pointing to the left and right, we confirmed each tram with a high-five (our way to combat the screams he would have emitted since we weren’t about to go on one just yet). Crossing the Charles Bridge, he raised his hand off to the right. We looked up, didn’t see anything. No high-five. Then he pointed again and we looked harder. Why, yes, there was a train. Way out there, heading away from the castle, yet still on the hill. I stared at it briefly, wondering how my son noticed it. It was far. It was moving in between buildings. As I thought about it, I had one of those moment where I stepped back and noticed the entire scene. It was dusk. The train was lit inside, going through the streets of Prague. There was just something beautiful about it, here we are surrounded by tourists in a very touristy area, but out in the distance life was going on as normal.

Then I turned around, and gave my son a high-five.

 

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I was looking at pictures from Prague on my phone with my son, he immediately pointed to this tram. I didn’t even notice it, but later realized I probably took the picture because of the tram.

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