Yesterday I traveled by myself with my two children.
The flight started out a little rough:
Which translates to about 3 hours of this:
Check out those alligator tears!
And then: O.M.G. Land!
And then we waited in a line of Prius taxis:
Does it get any cuter than that? I mean, really.
And then we got my parents
boat car out of storage:
I mentioned I was alone with my 4-year old and 1.5-year old, right?
And then we headed north:
We stopped for some trans fats and high fructose corn syrup:
Yes, that’s a chicken nugget in the baby’s mouth. Don’t judge.
And then the shit hit the fan:
Which translates to about 1.5 hours of the most epic meltdown in the history of freak outs.
This is when I had to go find my happy place and just stay there.
And then we waited for the ferry. In the rain. In the car. For two hours.
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.
I’m so happy in my happy place…..
And then we finally boarded the ferry:
And off we went:
We watched the islands go by:
And then watched some more.
Until we reached our final destination:
The skies were gray and rain was lightly falling.
And then the sun came out.
This is my happy place.
I’ll be blogging from my happy place until next week, so stay tuned for more pictures and musings from where I go to escape.
Oh, and have you entered my Rodan + Fields skincare giveaway yet? It ends tonight!