As it turned out, my previous post’s packing list proved to be totally useless. You can tell I am total beginner at this mum thing.
- Distraction toys. Unnecessary mostly. BV was happy with an IPad and slept on both flights. I bet I’d need them if I didn’t take them so for now I’m keeping them as an essential. ✅
- Sunscreen obvs. ✅ pop up tent? Pff considering we only made the beach in the evening this was a big fat no. ❎
- Baby carrier. Yes! #holidaywin ✅
- Beach shoes. Did you even read my Santorini with a toddler post? #holidayfail ❎
- Baby powder. For Fucks Sake ❎
For our next trip i’ll start a fresh as clearly I brought more crap then was deemed necessary. However, I did bring one item that turned out to be the absolute shizzle.
Corksicle Canteen Keeps drinks cold for up to 25 hours or hot for 12 hours. This really is the best thing since sliced bread. Totally revolutionary and worth every penny of the £20 note I handed over. In fact I’m off to buy a few more..
As Santorini is our first proper overseas family holiday (we did go to France for a long weekend last year whilst BV was still dinky) we booked the trip with Thomson, primarily to keep logistics simple (free hotel transfers) and the expenses low (Santorini is notorious for being costly). This is my first (and last) ever package deal. I’m a lover not a hater, and I am not here to write a shoddy review. However I must stress if you do wish to book with Thomson then please do your research and read customer reviews on line beforehand.
After waking the rest of Fam-A-Lamb at 2.45am to catch the 6am flight, you can only imagine how horrendous the first day on Santorini was. Let me elaborate. The hour sat on the runway waiting for plane to take off was a bit tricky, but nothing RaRa the lion and an IPad couldn’t fix. The flight was an easy snooze fest for all of us (we were in a cab by 3am). However the shit really hits the fan when we check into our hotel…30+ degrees, tired, hungry screaming child who just wants to run into traffic and across the beach. Something I have to mention. Black Volcanic Sand, we packed beach shoes as knew it would be hot but something that no one bothered to report anywhere…it’s too fucking hot even for shoes. It’s like walking the path to fiery hell. So, 30+ degrees, no beach, no pool (as no shade) and on an Island which isn’t usually frequented by holidaying tots left us literally weeping and googling flights back home again! Day 1 #holidayfail
However it did get much better with day 2.
Turns out all BV needed to chill out and have fun was steps (of course!) and ice cream. Which was great as that’s something Santorini has an abundance of…
Read on for Fam-A-Lamb’s Santorini highlights:
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At some point in my life (a few years ago) I held an aspiration to write a travel blog.
I have travelled extensively over the years. I hoped to someday visit every single country. (Pfff I can but dream). I’ve great memories (and great pics) to remind me how breathtaking and beautiful the world is. I am fortunate that I’ve been able to experience it’s diversity.
Motherhood meant putting my plans for world domination to one side. My priorities changed, however now that BV’s practically fending for himself (22 months), Mr Intrepid and I are thinking about further travels.
In the interim (and to start us off gently) we’ve chosen a simple family holiday (well it’s primarily for a friends wedding so it’s kind of chosen us!) to Santorini.
I know what you’re thinking, “taking a toddler to the island of love and honeymooners…?” You must be mad! Well, my friends indeed we are.
After a bit of research, and finding blogs and articles that advise against taking toddlers to Santorini (especially in July-gulp) I’ve decided to (panic!) ignore it and hope nothing’s as bad as it seems 😳Watch this space for my follow up.
My 5 essentials to pack for a toddler in Santorini:
- Aeroplane distraction toys and snacks for the flight (standard)
- UV pop up tent and sun screen. Because obvs.
- Baby carrier (all them bastard steps!)
- Beach shoes. Hello! Hot Black Sand.
- Baby powder (rub it in and the sand brushes straight over. Genius)
It’s taken me 2 days to even make a bit of a dint in the packing and I’ve realised two things:
1) BV needs so much more crap then anyone else, and 2) he doesn’t get his own hold luggage so somehow I’ve got to squeeze it all in with mine.
I will definitely need a holiday after this.
The Sky Garden, London’s highest public gardens is located at what is affectionately known as the “Walkie Talkie”, or for the proper; 20 Fenchurch Street.
The Sky Garden offers 360 degrees of uninterrupted views across London Town, and 3 levels of gardens, bars and restaurants and an open air observation deck. The best bit? It is absolutely free! Hurrah! Tickets, however are limited and must be booked in advance.
I thought the Sky Garden would be a great place to take BV for his first views over the big city. I was wrong. He was asleep by the time we hit the queue and remained so for the entire time we were here….
The gardens itself are actually not that impressive. You should only really go here for the epic views over the City.
Fam-A-Lamb had a great time here (despite BV’s snoozey time) and we are likely to be back soon too. MIL would love it up here.
We were lucky, that despite it being November we had a clear (if a little grey) day. It is the first time I have seen The Shard this close. We spent a lot of time (much to Mr Intrepid’s dismay) of attempting unsuccessfully to take Fam-A-Lamb selfies with The Gherkin (my fave London building). I blame BV and his bloody pram!
At least we all got to see The Shard! oh wait….