We've dug in and we have made it here, to Croatia, as a family. Right now we could be anywhere, the boys are playing Angry Birds and the husband is working on the computer. But when we step outside and one minute away the Adriatic is waving, you definitely are here. Rovinj, Croatia.
This trip was not years in the making but months in the wishing. My father made it entirely possible, we have him to thank for our accommodations - he has a beautiful house where we are staying no charge, and for so much more.
We are lucky. The travel part though, that was hard on everyone. My older son does not do well without sleep and he slept very little, there were tense moments, particularly in passport line ups and security checks where he was acting out and I was on the verge of tears. We chose to forgive each other, I him, and, him me. "I'm sorry Mama, I love you," accompanied by a big hug can cure just about anything.
There were moments made possible only be the divine cosmic connection of kind people and the right timing. We would not have made it to Times Square if it were not for the kindness of Jimmy, a taxi in to Manhattan and out, in time to make it back to the hotel and to the airport. At the airport, we had some confusion over boarding passes as we are not experienced travelers, and only through the kindness of a Delta airlines agent who helped us step by step to check in properly, did we manage to properly get our boarding ducks in a row. And at the end of the line, my dad waiting for us.
My little travelers.
