travelling with children

For a variety of reasons, my family is currently in Merida, Mexico and our small kids (two and four) are in a local school where they are expected to learn and play in Spanish. Below, I document our journey from monolingual children to being in a position where we feel secure enough to leave our kids in an entirely Spanish environment.
Our days at El Taj had the most wonderful routine to them. Waking up to sunshine and a cup of coffee in our own kitchen. Skipping into swimsuits to splash into the beautifully blue (and wonderfully warm) Caribbean sea from the old dock.
ier. I'm paranoid about forgetting something important and of course, I always do (my son's swimming shorts). But, I also have to remember that as long as we have medication and contact lenses, we will survive! It may have taken me seven years to figure out but I think I've finally cracked the best way to fly with children and I wanted to share some of my tips.
Summer holidays are upon us. For some it’s relaxing and quiet, for the rest of us... it’s travelling with children. In order
San Miguel de Allende, a small colonial city in the central highlands of Mexico has been honoured with many accolades, the most recent being named as Latin America's Best City by Travel+Leisure.
Atop the central entrance of the hacienda, the Union Flag was waving on the gentle tropical breeze in Yucatan, Mexico. It was a wink to our arrival but more than that, it was an invitation to delve into the details of this beautifully eccentric and most cleverly designed British-owned Hacienda Dzibikak.
Not being in any particular rush to reach Rome, a few clicks of investigating suggested Orvieto as a wonderful day trip. Orvieto was a 'why not?' destination. Travelling with three young children, I thought, "Why not stay overnight? What some recommend as a day trip, might be worth a little extra time when touristing with three under-sixes."
La Hacienda San Antonio Millet, one of the older haciendas of the Yucatan state in Mexico and just 23km from the city of Merida, opened its gates and greeted us, a family of five, into what would be a paradisal sojourn.
Even when you've been counting down the days until your next family holiday, the prospect of jetting off on a five-hour plane
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As the events from the terror attacks unfolded across the media, the whole of humanity was appalled and saddened by the innocent loss of life in Paris and Beirut. These events are extreme but natural disasters like the earthquake in Japan or even an emergency just affecting your family can happen at anytime.
Family trees are also a great interest of mine. Unfortunately, my own family tree has had a bit of surgery. A few branches have been cut off and some of that wood has been used to fuel fire. However, recently, this tree of mine has seen some new growth. I'm pleased to feel strength in it again.
As the day ticked on and temperatures soared to 36C, we were invited into the chateau to keep cool. Filled with family heirlooms collected from the world over, I enjoyed finding out a little about Anne Marie's family history as we walked and talked from delightful room to delightful room.
I am a huge fan of the 'place around the corner'. We were lucky to find the beautifully designed Ristorante L'Orologio around the corner from our hotel. Outstanding food and superb service, the children loved everything they tried, as did I.
Despite the London Heathrow fog, the harsh, stark bodies of the winter trees in mid-March were shockingly bleak and breathtakingly beautiful, a work of art to my eyes. This was our introduction to "Exotic England".
So, I'll be travelling solo... with the three kids. Are you imagining mature, responsible, well-seasoned travellers between the ages of seven and 14? I'm talking about twin boys, who've just turned five, and a little girl, barely two. They are newbie international explorers and I am mad.
Even relatively short car journeys can begin to feel endless when travelling with small bored people. Rather than hoping that 'the rocking motion will send them to sleep', as I overheard my dad say in 1997, travelling pains can be ameliorated by keeping children entertained and happy for as long as possible.
It is written: travelling (alone) with a young child will inevitably lead to trauma. Turns out that's bunkum. It's a far greater strain to have your world shrink suddenly at the point of giving birth than to witness toddler meltdown on the Eurostar. Even when it's rammed.