There is a small child under there reading the map.
Last week-end, Justin was booked to do a wedding in Nambucca Heads. Since the bride paid for two nights accommodation for him, I thought Jarvis and I may as well go along for a mini-getaway.
We knew the drive there, with
a toddler was not going to be easy. so we got up at 3am, shifted a sleeping
Jarvis in the car, and a sleeping Justin, and hit the road. I know I should
appreciate the fact there were basically no other cars on the road, and
watching the sunrise was nice. But wow, I was tired. I got us to Ballina where
we stopped for breakfast. Jarvis had his first ever Maccas meal, a serving of
hot cakes, which he declared "not good", but said the playzone was
fun.
Then Justin took over the
driving. I settled into the passenger position. Yup, the one where you fall asleep,
get a sore neck, drool just enough to show your partner what a great catch you
are, and keep head butting the window.
We were not going to stop again, but stopped at a vintage shop
along the road. The creepy mannequin caught our eye, two really good shops side
by side stocked with so many fantastic vintage goodies. I was good, I
restrained myself. But I went back into the first one to ask the price of a
vintage globe, and ended up having a big chat to the owner. I forgot to take his portrait, but he gave
Jarvis and I gifts.
This is not the owner, but the creepy mannequin. You can also see the globe I wanted behind him.
This is not the owner, but the creepy mannequin. You can also see the globe I wanted behind him.
Our next stop was the Big
Banana. Lunch and of course I had to purchase a tacky souvenir. I have a weakness
for fridge magnets and globes, both for under $10 I was happy. We all declared
the meal "not good".
Lucky the drive was not too
far once we left the Banana, as I think we were all over it.
My top tips for road trips
with a toddler:
1: Travel to suit their sleep
times
2: Small snacks
3: Small toys that can be
played with in their car seat (only give one or two at a time)
4: Have the (normally) Mumma
squish into the back seat, and sit holding their hand and playing eye spy. I
got a few hours out of this. Our favourite, yelling caravan, or bus each time
we would see one. Not sure how good this was for Justin's driver concentration.
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