As usual, I'm hit by the travel bug. Yes, again. As if I have no baby, yeah? Ha ha ha! What can you expect from one who loves to travel but hasn't gone anywhere for already one year?! No, I cannot say I already know every crack and stain of our walls from being so confined for so long, but the itch to get out is there. And it's not getting any lesser. As my baby's sleep, and my sleep, is getting sweeter and sweeter each night, my longing to explore the world is also becoming deeper and deeper.
So what else should I do if I happen to visit Thai Airways' website (where tickets are always far beyond what we can afford) and suddenly chanced on tickets that are even cheaper than that of the no-frill airlines? Yes, of course (that's Roo's new expression this week! ;D) I keep clicking! And clicking. Until I found myself with a confirmation email that says we have tickets to Krabi!
Ha ha ha! Krabi! With a baby? Yeah, I am crazy! Believe it or not, I realized that only hours after I bought the tickets, and right before bedtime! Yup, you guessed it right. Sleep wasn't sweet that night. One thought after another came. The thoughts evolved into worries. Sigh. I've really got to find out where they sell those "nothing" boxes. So we're flying. So I got rid of the "car seat" crying problem. But what about all the stuff we need to bring for baby Annie? The steriliser? Remember? The stroller? And even if we're not driving to the island, when we get there, we'd still need the car seat. Baby's bath tub, my pillows (yes, I bring my pillows when we go places because the hotel's pillows are usually too high for my neck, gives me neck strain), MY man's heavy cameras, all the baby stuff... How will we lug all these things? Turns out it would be way, way easier for us to just go somewhere near because we can drive our car and bring the whole kitchen sink!
More worries, I booked a late afternoon flight. We arrive there six pm. That's Annie's bedtime. And she doesn't sleep well during the night when we don't follow her schedule. Then I find out the airport is like 45 minutes away from the beach hotels. More worries...drive in unfamiliar territory with the kids at night? The white sand beach, Railay Beach, is accessible only by boat. Can it get crazier than this? You see how much of a worrywart I am??!
Before I became a mother, it was already my nature to worry. Now I'm much, much worse. Borders paranoia sometimes. Good thing I'm married to someone opposite. So in the middle of the night, MY man, while burping Annie, talked me out of them worries. We will make the most of the experience. We bought the tickets, so let's think of enjoying the whole thing. We will travel light (which means no pillows for me, right?). We will arrange for airport transfer. And no, we will not stay at Railay Beach this time. We can do this, my love.
All right. We can do this. I have since stopped worrying and I am now actively looking for a good hotel. Fairly new (read: clean and dust-free). Relaxing ambiance. Near the beach. With free internet. Free baby cot. One that offers airport transfer services.
This is going to be one memorable birthday and anniversary celebration. Can hardly wait!
2 comments:
try inquiring if you can borrow a sterilizer from the hotel.
my major issue when travelling with maia, is that our sterilizer is 110v. so aside from the usual stuff, we have to lug the very heavy transformer, too!
Xingkit, thanks for the suggestion. I'll do that. Wow, I can't imagine lugging a transformer along! But hey, we're parents, we can do anything as long as it's for our babies! ;D
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