We have just spent a wonderful, if busy, ten days in Dublin and Edinburgh visiting family and friends.
We left Boston in a blizzard, getting to the airport took over an hour (it generally takes less than 25 minutes) and the drive was certainly interesting…
Our flight over was fairly uneventful, and at least this year we made it on to the plane before any children were sick… Last year we didn’t even make it to the short stay car park! Sadly we didn’t make it as far as Dublin before the first vomit incident, in this case the 4yo!
We flew into Dublin on a flight which landed at 5.30am local time. This, of course, was only 12.30am in our poor heads so we were all a little tired at this point. We made it to our hotel (more vomiting on route; the 4yo really doesn’t travel well) and thankfully were able to check in at 7.30am and go to bed for a few hours. On waking it was the turn of the 7yo to throw up, but to be fair, it wouldn’t be a trip with our children if at least two out three weren’t sick on the way there…
This nap got us through the day, but wasn’t really enough… especially as the wee girl didn’t cope well with the time shift and decided it was time to play between 11 and 3 for the first few nights!
We spent the weekend in Dublin catching up with my husbands family, We enjoyed lazy breakfasts, with sleepy children in the hotel. Lots of tea was drunk and food eaten, and the odd glass of wine consumed, including of course a glass or two of fizz to celebrate Valentines Day; my husband and I are comically bad at managing to spend this day somewhere romantic!
We finished the weekend with a family meal in a restaurant, and completed our hat-trick of vomiting children when the wee girl threw up as we walked in… From there we headed back to the airport, as we were staying there for the night before a stupidly early start to fly to Edinburgh. We don’t make life easy for ourselves! The wee girl and 4yo played in the hotel cupboards while hubby and the 7yo returned the hire car, I then escaped to the bar with my iPad and spent a very pleasant hour or so with a glass of wine, catching up :)
Arriving in Edinburgh at 7.30am (?!) we had the morning to kill before we could check into our apartment. We headed to my mums and let the kids cause chaos there for awhile before heading into town and having lunch. I then (just had to) go to the Cath Kidston shop! To finish another very long day my husband and I went out for a drink with a dear friend of mine; lots of chat, some wonderful news and *cough* a few glasses of wine followed :)
Our priority for the trip to Edinburgh was a visit with Great Granny, and this was a great success; the boys were lovely, the wee girl was hilarious and great granny got some lovely cuddles. And, we left with macaroni pies! A family favourite :) Well, with the kids and me and anyway, hubby got scotch pies! Other, must have, food experiences included a trip (or two) to the chippie (we miss proper chips!) and tea in Marks & Spencer…
We managed to fit in a trip to the Museum of Scotland, and the excellent Mammoth Exhibiton, and a visit to a soft play; along with coffees, drinks and lunches with various friends. It was a packed few days!
We flew back to Dublin on the Friday evening, ready to attend my father-in-laws 80th birthday party on the Saturday evening. This was a fantastic night with my husbands family, all the grand children were there and it was a beautiful, emotional evening. The boys looked very smart and behaved impeccably, even dealing with the very late night. The wee girl charmed the waiters before falling asleep in her buggy!
We spent another couple of (quieter!) days in Dublin before we flew back. There was shopping, more soft play, more food!
It was emotional leaving again, but by that point we were all ready to get back to our own beds and start catching up on our sleep :) We are just about over the jet lag now…
We had a wonderful trip, we managed to do everything we had hoped to and see everyone that we wanted to. It was fun, busy, chaotic, emotional and exhausting; with some very special moments for the children and their grandparents and great granny; lovely times for my husband and I with our families and wonderful days/evenings with friends.