I am trying to contain my excitement! This weekend I’m ditching the kids and heading to Phuket for a long weekend with some girlfriends. I was happily packing my suitcase (there’s actually room for me to include a pair of heels this trip) thinking how our worries change when we’re flying without the kids:
With Kids – Have I packed enough formula? Can I get hold of my favourite brand in Thailand?
Without Kids – Wine is expensive in Thailand. Do I buy a bottle in advance and pack in my suitcase? Or do I just buy a bottle of vodka at the airport
With Kids – Will I get that bassinet seat in the bulkhead?
Without Kids – Please make sure I’m sitting as far away from any children as physically possible
With Kids – Last minute sprint to the gate, stroller and Trunki in tow as you’ve been idly sitting in a cafe feeding the kids and doing nappy changes/toilet trips
Without Kids – Last minute sprint to the gate as you’ve spent too much time buying magazines, Duty Free, moisturizer and guzzling wine in the lounge
With Kids – Asking the air stewardess for constant milk refills, napkins to clear up vomit on the seat and apologising for a lunatic toddler running around the cabin
Without Kids – Asking the air stewardess for bloody mary refills. Enjoying a film or a snooze
Some uninterrupted Bloody Mary induced snoozing!