We’re going to dang London!
I’ll be the first to admit it, I take a lot of pride in my trip-planning skillz. I’m the point person in our family for all of our travels, which I totally love. My favorite part is when I get on the computer and start researching like a son of a gun– and by ‘research,’ I mean ‘spend an inordinate amount of time looking at a bunch of pictures of places to stay and then get totally sidetracked and start going off on all kinds of tangents and end up looking up restaurants in whatever city we’re going to, which leads to looking up recipes of food I saw, which leads to pictures of kitchens and home decorating sites, which leads to spending an hour looking at the inside of other people’s houses until I look up and it’s like 10:30 at night and I’m all “What the h*ll???” and then A) it’s time to take a bath and B) read my devotional book because A) I’m hygienic like that and B) I’m trying not to say “What the h*ll???” so much.’
OK, what was I talking about?
Oh yeah. We’re going to dang LONDON!
However, since I”m missing some crucial components like, oh, I don’t know, exact dates I haven’t been able to do that trip planning voodoo that I do so well. It’s looking like we’ll be leaving July 13, but I’m still waiting for all of the info before I book flights and accommodations. So my style is cramped, but all the final details ought to be lining up soon and until then I’ve looked at so many photos of so many places to stay that my eyes are crossing. We decided to rent a flat instead of stay in a hotel, because with four of us we would need two rooms and I’d rather go ahead and get a place with a kitchen and a washing machine. But there is still a lot to be decided– What part of the city do we want to be in? How close to the trains do we need to be? Do we want to try to go to Paris for a day trip? LOVELY things to work out, but they do indeed need to get worked out. Russ and I have been to London several times over the years, but never with children, so this will be a totally new experience! Russ always says that I walk his legs off when we travel, and now I’ll have a chorus of three voices telling me they’re exhausted instead of just one, so I’ve got that to look forward to.
By the way, have any of you ever noticed how many sentences I end with prepositions? I do it all the time, all over the place! “…. do we want to be in?” “…. do we need to be?” “…. look forward to.” See?! It’s too bad that computers don’t come with preposition-check instead of just spell-check. (Note to self: invent preposition-check software, make a frillion dollars and then instead of worrying about where to stay, just BUY London. Awesome plan, self!)
Anyway this is the part where I invite you, my dear readers, to weigh in with any advice, travel stories, London tips, whatever. Any input about traveling with teens will especially be appreciated (although they are both pretty seasoned and really good little travelers, but still…) I am truly excited, part of me doesn’t really believe we’re actually doing this! I keep half-expecting Russ to say, “Oops, just kidding!” Of course then I’d have to punch him in the face.
And now, to get us all in the mood…
(Now picture me on the top deck hanging out of the window yelling at all the innocent passersby, “I’M IN DANG LONDON, YA’LL!!!”)