I just booked our summer holiday, whoo-hoo!! Four weeks and two days of camping in France, in Brittany, the Loire valley and Normandy. Plus a couple of days in Legoland on the way down.
Camping? CAMPING???? FOR FOUR WEEKS? Well yes, we likes camping, so we does. There`s no better type of holiday for kids, IMHO. You just unzip the tent in the morning and throw them out the door and they whizz off to do manky muddy things with their new found pals while you get to sit around and knit. Yes, of course we do other things like go to chateaux and cycle and stuff ourselves with French food, but we don`t have to sit mewed up in a concrete hotel room at night.
"But in a tent for four weeks," I hear you ask? "Not for me!" Well, I can see the point of not wanting to spend weeks in a tiny pup tent, but we take our fabby old trailer tent. Double beds, fitted kitchen, electrics to run the fridge...even our own en suite bucket, I`ll have you know.
Yes, I know, not tidy campers either, are we? That first picture was taken four summers ago, when Mairi was not quite two, on one of the French campsites we`ll be revisiting this year. At least we won`t have to take a travel cot and highchair this year.
Yeah, holidaaaays!!! That picture puts me right in the mood. Better go blow the dust off the tandems and the snorkling gear, and buy some suncream............:-D