With the kids reaching four, they’re finally able to travel well, and to benefit from/enjoy the things we might see or do on a family vacation. Provided, of course, the trip is targeted to their age, interests and attention span. Paris was, of course, right out of the question, as was London, and New York as well. After whittling down the options, it was clear there was only one choice for a summer-time family trip destination. Turkey. Unfortunately, that idea didn’t float well with the wife, although my brother-in-law James is going now instead (have fun, Jay! And remember to securely strap the hashish to your stomach in small flat aluminum packages when flying back to the USA), The only option left was (gulp) Legoland.
We’ve returned tonight and, to my surprise, we all had a great time. Myself included. (And yes, those of you who’d engaged in our manhood retention pact, this is indeed one of the agreed upon signs to trigger my assassination. In accordance with the terms of our contractual arrangements, my mere attendance of a performance of “Swan Lake” or any mention of a trip with my wife where we can take advantage of “the great Day Spas they have to offer”, merits your immediate action.)
My wife, the ever skilled event planner and vacation coordinator, worked her butt off to pull together a great event for the kids. The park was actually ideal for them, and they loved all the things they got to do, from the rides, the shows, and the massive water park they have called “Pirate Shores”, they had an excellent time and we did as well. We had a two-day pass which allowed us to really take the time necessary to check out as much as possible without being pressed for time. So we could kill 30 minutes building lego castles with drawbridges and such without worrying about getting to the next event.
My favorite part: Taking them on their first Rollercoaster ever! And it was not even a total ‘kiddie’ version, it was just a notch above. My daughter could not stop giggling and laughing. Priceless!