Welcome back buddies, here we have another delightful blog post about road trips, adventures and how the hell you deal with two whiny kids on a long journey.
We’ve all done it, we’ve all been there, stuck in traffic, needing a wee, tension headache on the rise and one of your kids pipes up at the perfect moment. “How long is left?”
Well, Lucy, to be quite frank, we’ve been driving for half an hour and there is still around seven hours left. Cue moans, tears and a hormonal pre-teen sighing so loud that you could hear it in Canada.
Anyway, this is turning into a completely different blog post and that’s not what I intended, although if it fills up the word count, why not?
The journey ahead.
First off I suppose it’s a matter of how long the road trip is going to be. We went for a week and spent a good few days travelling a lot of miles to get to places we’d planned.
This led to pure boredom, mostly from the kids as the views were insane but also led to me realising I have absolutely no idea what to take on a road trip.
If this fills you with blog post doubt then be assured. I’m pretty sure that me doing it the wrong way, means that I know how NOT to do it. So my blog post is still kinda valid. You get me?
Anyone who knows me well will know food is a main priority for me. All the wrong foods too. Thankfully I’ve now realised that a bag of skittles and giant chocolate buttons just aren’t going to cut it. Especially when you’re stuck in the car/or like us a camper van for ten hours.
It’s not so much that they don’t taste good, because trust me, they really do. It’s more the fact that I have to share, there is just no way for me to secretly open a share bag and not alert the kids. I wish it were possible.
Then comes the sugar crash, half hour later when the supply runs out and we’re all wide eyed, shaking and ready to take on the candy coloured world. Next thing you know your seven year old is having a tantrum in the lay by because he needs a top up.
Anyway, the moral of the story is, take proper food. By that I mean make a batch of butties the night before, be organised, be less bad parent and more Mary Poppins, everyone will thank you for it.
Especially yourself when you can look on smugly at the parents parked up opposite as they deal with meltdown number five of the journey.
Ohh, a controversial one I know. As a working parent I have come to realise just how magical gadgets can be.
The iPad, or in our case, a cheaper branded tablet, the old phones that have been passed down, the laptop. Take it.
It’s all well and good saying we’ll all get down and have fun in nature. Try it at 4am when the sun rises through your tent wall and you’re being dragged outside for a pee in your wellies.
I have far too much faith in our weather system these days. I’m thinking, summer holiday means sunshine. Think again.
I don’t think Scotland got the memo.
Prepare for all outcomes of weather. Take it from me. One hoody and a thin waterproof jacket for your seven year old is not going to last a week. Plus when he develops his love affair with the sea, it’s going to be a nightmare keeping him dry, even when it’s not raining.
This is the biggest think I learnt when on this road trip. Have an escape plan. For when things get too much or you just lose your shit. Have a plan. Get out of the area, go and visit a local landmark, take a drive, walk or run.
They say that people go away to relax. Have you ever tried to relax with two kids in tow? It just isn’t going to happen. Not if you love them anyway!
What do you swear by when on a long road trip?
~ Emma Allen ~
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