27 June 2012, by Jaime Teo
That’s right — we took a rather impromptu trip to Gold Coast last week because I felt like I we needed a holiday. We picked Gold Coast because I wanted to go someplace cool (it’s winter in Australia) and someplace easy to drive around (roads in Australia are generally not busy and easy to navigate). It would have been Perth again but I had many friends scooting to Sydney and Gold Coast so I thought I’d give that a try. Plus an overnight flight may be a good solution to antsy toddlers in plane.
Settling her in the plane was fuss free – she’s got her besties (Barney and Doggie) and her iPad.
That only lasted all of 10mins. She suddenly got frightened of being in the plane and wanted to go out. A screaming toddler IS a nightmare come true for all parents I think… I guess we will not be attempting overnight/any flights for some time because we arrived bleary eyed with a toddler who slept less than half her regular night time hours. My mother was also confined to the hotel room for 2 days from a massive headache brought on by the lack of sleep.
But all that does not start well does improve — we brought Renee on a playground hunting expedition. It took us from the famous Surfers Paradise beach to the beautiful Tambourine mountains and many others in between.
This is the playground beside Surfers Paradise — we were there day And night!
These are the rest of the playgrounds :
Basically, the adults got the beautiful sights and nice weather which was really all we were after. The boss daughter got all the playgrounds she wanted. 8 to be exact!
The flight home was slightly better than the flight there — she was all tears when we were about to takeoff, but landing was smooth and tears free *whew!*. I’ve always been a fan of travelling and still am. However, there is now a stronger sense for home. Renee said “Singapore” for the first time when we landed — probably because we kept saying that we just flew from Australia to Singapore. It filled me with an odd sense of pride that she knows her country. Ok, maybe she’s just testing out a new word but it made me happy anyway.
As we settle back into the routine of being home which is rice instead of fries, which is bringing her from mall to mall so that we can visit our shops instead of the playgrounds, which is bringing her back to school in the mornings(she missed her friends and teachers!), which is being within easy reach of friends and family, it makes me see how much more attached I’ve grown to being at home. I mean sure, there are lots to gripe about if you look for them, but there are also lots to be thankful for.
I am thankful for the efficiency of our system; I’m thankful that there’re all kinds of food that’s affordable and available at all hours; I’m even thankful that the humidity means not having to worry about dry skin and cracked lips.
It’s good to be home.