In San Francisco, summer camp registration starts in March and the process is, to say the least, overwhelming. This was our first summer without day care, options were limited for 4 year olds (most were geared towards kids entering first grade or older) and I had a few other things on my plate, so instead of stressing about the situation, I decided to not really work this summer and Martin and I could figure it out between vacations, a week or two of camp and re-enforcements from the grandparents. Included in this grand plan were 3 weeks in Europe!
We
just got back from our Euro-trip and it was everything I was hoping for. We
split our time evenly between one week in Germany with family, one week in
Switzerland with family and then one week in France with just us. The three weeks were exactly what Martin and
I needed to fully disconnect from work and relax into the routine of vacation
life. And with the kids being a little
older, we were able to do more, see more and enjoy the time together a little
more.
Having been so long
since we last travelled internationally together (2.5 years to be exact), I had
quite a few revelations about family, travel and my life. Below are the stories from the trip and my
many revelations.
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