If there’s one thing our family loves to do it’s travel. We travel to New England, Texas and California to visit family. We take day trips to NYC and long weekend trips to nearby states. No, we don’t hesitate to load up the car with all our stuff and just GO.
My husband and I adore traveling. And our girls have inherited this love of travel, too. They have their own little suitcases and they are expert at wheeling them through airport terminals. Our latest adventure revolved around my oldest daughter, who is 10. My sister came to New Jersey to pick her up and bring her back to Florida for a few days. My sister was very complimentary of her niece – impressed with her confidence and ability to glide through the airport terminal. That made me smile. We try to teach our girls to be aware of their surroundings and to be prepared, especially when it comes to navigating a strange city.
Flash forward a few days and I’m on a plane with my three-year old and we’re headed to Florida. My husband chose to drive our car the twelve hours or so from Jersey to Orlando and would be meeting up with us later in the day. My little one did great on the plane. She’s potty-trained as of a few weeks ago and to my great relief, there were no accidents at all on the plane. Also no crying or fussing. She was AWESOME.
We had a great 4th of July with my sister and her partner. It was a quick visit and before we knew it we were heading out on the second day on our long drive home. We came prepared with a DVD player and some fun movies for them to watch. And we made sure to factor in some pit stops along the way.
First stop: Daytona Beach. Although, the weather forecast for the day showed many thunderstorms along the stretch of Route 95 we’d be driving, somehow we lucked out. Skies cleared just long enough for the girls to splash around in the warm ocean water. It was perfect. And then, not five minutes after we got back in the car? Rain. Like treacherous, car-shaking rain.
Next stop: Savannah. Rain stopped again – just for us My husband found a beautiful park right in the middle of Savannah, Forsyth Park. It had a lovely fountain and gorgeous weeping willow trees. And of course, it had a playground for two restless
monkeys children to stretch their limbs.
Final stop at 11:30pm: Raleigh, NC. Our pit stop for the night. It was a long day of traveling, but again, the girls did so well.
We were able to connect with some new friends we had met in NJ who had moved to NC a year ago. The husband and wife are from India, but have lived in the US for decades. Their two daughters are similar in age to our girls. It was a great reunion. We shared donuts, good conversation and of course, a “performance” by our kids. It was like no time had passed at all.
We stayed too long and were on the road later than we’d hoped to be. But it was worth it. The rest of the day was UNBELIEVABLY LONG. We detoured off 95 because of traffic or construction. So while we kept moving, we didn’t take the most direct route home.
Made it home around midnight and we were BEAT. Another great trip under our belt. Fun memories from Florida to Georgia to North Carolina to home.
As much as we love traveling, at the end of the day (literally, in this case), we all love coming home.