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THE MOTHER OF ALL TRIPS
We did. For years, we talked about taking time out and heading off on the mother of all trips with our little ones in tow. We’d while away our evenings poking about on the internet; drooling over idyllic destinations and dreaming about how we would finally have the
One day, we’d give up the 9-5, the impossible mad dash to get everyone out of the house, the Northern Line commute and the grey English weather. We’d leave behind the constant juggles of work and childcare. We’d stop buying yet more crap we don’t need and we’d actually spend more time with our daughters than they did with the childminder.
One day, we would have a simpler life. We’d enjoy sunshine and time together. We’d swap shovelling spoonfuls of Weetabix for long leisurely breakfasts. Instead
One day, we realised that whilst we (well actually me) continued to make excuses about logistics, timings and a whole host of other imagined barriers there was a risk that life was passing us by. Before you know it we’ll be old and grey, wondering where our life has gone… wondering why we didn’t see the world and how much of our lives we wasted waiting for the
So that evening we put our two blissfully unaware daughters to bed; got drunk, got brave and took the leap. We did the most exciting yet terrifying thing we have ever done and booked four one-way tickets to Jakarta.
To say we ”took the leap” makes it sound all sudden, spontaneous and terribly glamorous. As if we just grabbed a suitcase each and trounced off to the
Each morning saw a steady increment in my adrenaline levels as departure date drew closer. Because I’m systematically organised (i.e insane) I had a bazillion, crossed referenced, colour-coded spreadsheets on the go. The logistics of quitting your job, packing up your life and preparing a family of four to depart needs a lot of lists.
Then there was the guilt. With ”list-gate”
We dreaded breaking the news to friends and family. As it turns out we had nothing to fear. Our nearest and dearest were our biggest supporters – greeting our plans with enthusiasm and positivity. Their unfaltering belief in us was a huge boost when we questioning our
Change is scary; there is no doubt it takes courage to venture into the unknown. There were days I nearly puked with nerves imagining all the bad things that might happen. Were we crazy to throw away our security and everything we had worked so hard for? Putting our careers on ice, renting out our lovingly renovated home, uprooting our daughters and leaving behind our precious friends and family. Was it safe/fair/wildly irresponsible (delete as appropriate) to drag two tiny girls off backpacking to the other side of the world.
I think a lot of people assumed we’d secretly won the lottery – how else could we afford to jack it all in and nick off travelling. Unfortunately, there wasn’t one of those big bendy cheques from the lovely people at Camelot. Instead, we made a plan, worked hard and saved even harder to make it reality. It also boiled down to some simple arithmetics – rent out house in hugely expensive London and use funds to be full-time parents in exotic
So here we are almost a year into our adventures – was it worth it? Absolutely, resoundingly, 100% yes. Our mother of all trips has so far seen us travel through some of the world’s most beautiful places; Bali, Malaysia, Thailand, Australia and Vietnam. This year our bucket list includes the Philippines, Seychelles, Greece and much-anticipated trip back to London in the summer – it’s true there’s no place like home. After that, who knows, but we don’t plan to stop anytime soon.
The rewards, of travelling
We live in each other pockets and are learning together that home is not a place but a feeling. We sometimes drive each other slightly bonkers but are closer than we have ever been and are making memories to last a
Funnily enough, the most memorable moments aren’t the iconic sights, the epic journeys or even the breathtakingly beautiful places. Instead, they’re the times where we’re absolutely in the moment. The days we know without a doubt we’d made the right decision to do this. The bits where we pinch ourselves to make sure we remember it forever. They’re always the simplest things – bucket and spade days at the beach, settling in for a frosty beer at sunset.
It’s not
But, for all the small sacrifices there are huge wins. I’m happier than I’ve ever been. I’m more relaxed, more resourceful and definitely more open-minded. I worry less and enjoy more. I’ve ditched the spreadsheets and am
The perfect time to travel will never magically appear. There will always be a long list of practical and utterly logical reasons why it may not be a good idea. The secret is not to overthink it. There is no doubt packing up your home, quitting your job and leaving everything behind is a gigantic decision.
So if you’re dreaming about sunnier climes and simpler times just go for it. You could spend your whole life waiting for the perfect time, the right age, the correct bank balance. Or you could go for it. Grab life with both hands. Do what you love. Do what makes you happy, even if sometimes it means taking risks. The only thing that really matters in life is spending time with the people you
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