I love the idea of going on holiday…
I get excited when booking the holiday….
In the months and weeks leading up to our holiday I day dream about how relaxing, fun and special our holiday will be…
Then the day arrives when I have to PACK for the whole family….
That’s when I think to myself, what WAS I thinking?!?
I’ve said it once before and I’ll say it again, it can take a miracle to get our family on a holiday and this one is no exception. I am currently sat here in our tent on a lovely mild summer’s evening looking forward to a long weekend in Lincolnshire with other families from our church.
This was completely unexpected as less than a week ago our family holiday was cut short and it didn’t look like we were going to be able to get away at all this summer. But due to unforeseen circumstances another family in our church were unable to make it to the ‘One Event’ and blessed us with their tickets.
It could be so easy to look at a lot of the negatives from this week, but the fact is there are so many positives too!
My daughter dancing with new friends she's made already!
We are so blessed to be here. It wasn’t the holiday we had planned or expected…I’m sure it’ll be so much better!
It is nothing short of miraculous that we are finally on holiday! Not only because holidays always seem to be at the bottom of our ‘to do’ lists, but also because we’re so last minute with booking anything I’m stunned we actually managed to find a NICE campsite with availability.
True to form we only started packing this morning for our two week family holiday tour of the UK (okay I’m exaggerating… just Staffordshire, Suffolk and Norfolk!) But we still managed to leave on time! Well, half an hour after we planned to leave which is as close to on time as we tend to get. And we would have been on time if my daughter hadn’t decided to have a wee in the middle of the living room floor minutes before leaving!
It was a good journey down to our first campsite. I spent most of the time on my mobile trying to find a campsite for the third part of our holiday (I told you we’re last minute! )
When we pulled up to the campsite my daughter was beside herself with excitement seeing all the tents. She’d been counting the sleeps until she was going to get to sleep in our new tent and it was her first time camping.
When we arrived the plan was for Daddy to put up the tent whilst Mummy and daughter went to the play park, but our little ‘helper’ had other ideas!
Spag Bol was on the menu for tonight. ‘Keep it quick, simple, easy but REAL’ is my motto for camping food.
Now that the toddler has finally gone to sleep (two hours later than normal!) I think we’ll start to plan what we want to do in lovely Staffordshire. ..did I just say ‘plan’?!?