Every time me and Aaron go to Ireland we go by plane. He knows the drill, so do I. We've got it down. We travel alone. We manage. We are near an airport and the other side, so is my Mum.
So it was with a great deal of trepidation that we embarked on a boat journey which also includes hours and hours in the car. We were going to a wedding in Ireland and I had no money for the flights, so we asked if we could join my Dad and his wife in the car, being that the wedding was on my Dad's side of the family.
It was a magic moment when the journey begun and Aaron seemed to be quite happy - seemed he would be a great traveller/sailor.
Of course it was the portable DVD player that was many times a life saver, there and back.
He was very excited when we arrived at Holyhead and he could see the boats.
Looking out the window on the boat was a huge novelty.
It was a BEAUTIFUL day for setting sail:
It's too windy Mummy. Or more like: "It's too windy Mummmmmaaaaayyyy!"
So our next magic moment was him finally settling down for some "me time" [below] so I could hear myself think for 5 minutes!
The real magic moment on any boat journey of course, is when you SEE LAND! Which in this case was Dublin Port.
There were lots of magic moments on our 8 day holiday but despite leaving Ireland Friday, and it now being MONDAY I am still shattered! Aaron and Daddy have just this minute gone out and I am too tired to get dressed to join them. I think I will have a hot bath.
Liska xx
