Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Sand, surf and a bomb scare...

...not bad for our first family adventure!

Cuba was lovely. We had 3 full sun days and the rest were cloudy and windy but we never had any rain and the sun shone on the wedding day. The ocean was warmer than the pool most days and the kids loved playing along the shore, building sand castles and collecting shells. The food was decent (that Cuba can feed that many resorts is a small miracle to begin with... we went not expecting fantastic food so we weren't disappointed). Fresh fruit, smoothies, all-included pina coladas, tequila (for Craig who cleaned out 2 of the bars in one night... relax, it was a total of 6 shots), mohitos, 24hr snack bar... yum.

A couple of funny stories:

The kids were so well behaved, we had other tourists and staff commenting on how good they were. So many comments that Ty said one day at lunch "I wish they'd stop watching us. It's annoying me." I explained that it was because they were behaving so well that people were amazed.

Quin decided to make the best of the Varadaro airport. Even though I had him in a diaper (in case he had an accident on the plane), he wanted to use the facilities. Craig took him in the first stall: "There's pee in there," stated Quin. On to the second stall: "There's pee in there too." Third stall: "There's no pee in here." Walk closer. "But it's gross. I'll just pee in my diaper."

And finally, what's an airport visit without a bomb scare? Unfortunately for us, Quinten was the source of the scare. As we're checking our luggage on the weigh scale, Quin loudly announces "There's a bomb on the plane Mommy." "You don't say things like that Quinten!" "But Mommy, there's a bomb." Craig starts turning pale and sweating. Quin points to the red digital numbers showing the weight of our bags. I finally clue in and explain that those number tell the people how much the luggage weighs and that it's not a counter for a bomb. Seriously. I blame the superhero cartoons. They alway show the bombs with black counter boxes with red digital numbers.

Home safe and sound.













Friday, January 2, 2009

It's January...

...and probably too cliché to say my resolution is to blog more often.

It's been incredibly busy but I feel more sane by writing everything down. My new project is packing for a family wedding in Cuba in 9 days. I'll be taking the pictures so that will be fun. I'm nervous about the packing and travelling part. We're taking all the kiddies too and this is our first vacation ever (at least since our honeymoon 9 1/2 years ago... and we stayed up north so we've never flown anywhere!). I now have passport and I feel like a grown up now that I have one. Who knows if it will ever get used again but I can at least say that I have one!

Cuba should be interesting. Both sides of the families will be there. We arrive on the Monday and they don't get married until Friday so that will give us time to settle in and adjust to doing nothing. I will have to take homework for Tyler but at least we can do that on the beach. I have a couple of nice bathing suits to try out. Unfortunately, they were bought before the pneumonia and resulting stomach flu so I'm about 10 lbs lighter... I figure there will be enough topless people that if mine flop out, I'll be in good company.

I'm looking forward to sitting on the balcony at night with Craig reading and drinking while the kids sleep. I hope we can see the ocean from out balcony... or at least a sunset. The resort has really good reviews although it would be interesting to get a review from someone who has travelled with 3 small children...

Anyway, I'll do a bit more design work this week but then I'm off to pack, check my lists and try to sleep without feeling anxious. I'll have pictures to post for sure when I return from our adventure!