This year, we did something we said we’d never do: we went to Vivid Sydney with a baby! Well, Miss One is creeping closer to Two; but we argue to ourselves that she’s only just more baby than kid. Why? Because she still loves to be strapped into the baby carrier for adventures. Read More »
When I write Blue Mountains, you might think: Echo Point. The Three Sisters. The Scenic Railway. Leura Cascades. The mountains are all of those (well known) things; but there is so much more to see, do and experience amongst the eucalypts.
It was an unplanned weekend camping trip in 2013 when Mr Travel Tales popped the question here. A misty and moody weekend in 2015 when Mr Travel Tales and I tied the knot here. On our third anniversary, we return to our favourite nook of the mountains for an autumnal getaway (Miss Toddler In Tow), enjoying those moments we’ve had before and making new memories along the way. Read More »
It’s true: the spontaneity of going on a trip with a baby brings a whole new level of unpredictability. But unpredictability brings adventure. Kids get the most out of every moment they’re awake, and therefore as a parent, so do you. I’ve seen a lot more sunrises across Australia than I had before travelling with a tiny tot.
So, after 12 months of travelling with our baby girl, we’ve learnt a quite a few things. Expectations about how I thought we’d travel as a family have been tested, strategies for how to travel best as a family have been tried, but every trip we’ve undertaken has been an adventure. And most importantly, we’ve continued to travel and had a load of fun doing it! Read More »
When in Melbourne: eat, drink and … go shopping. Right?
We’ve visited cosmopolitan, cultured, coffee-crammed Melbourne a number of times as a couple. Graffiti lanes? Check. Chapel St? Check. Queen Victoria Market? Check. Eat cake and wander the pier in St Kilda? Check. This trip, it’s our first citybreak with the kiddo and we’re keen to explore a whole new (non-touristy checklist) side of it; whilst remaining true to its charm. Read More »
We’re back, baby. Er, I mean: toddler. With the cooling breeze from the southern ocean drifting through our tousled morning-flight hair, we inhale the calming air of the Apple Isle. We love it here: it’s English-like summer temps (reminding us of our expat days), it’s easy charm, it’s glorious outdoors, it’s delicious fare. Read More »
Planes. Trains. Automobiles? Of all the modes of transports we’ve embarked upon with (Now) Miss One, car transport has been – scout’s honour – the most challenging. Our shortest car journey is to the supermarket (yes, when she was a newborn, we’d avoid the one set of red lights on the 2 minute journey) and our longest is four hours (it took 6.5!) to visit Mr Travel Tales’ parents.
Yes, some babies take to travelling in vehicles like new parents take to strong coffee; but in my experience, you just never know what kinda baby you’re going to meet (even if you’ve carried him/her for nine months!). Car travel certainly falls into the challenge category for us. Here is what we’ve learnt. Read More »