Don’t hate me. I’m going to Bali. Three days of unadulterated rest for the brain cells on account of half term. I’m taking SmallMonkey, three tankinis, a sarong for ‘theme night’, some college readings (yeah, right) and my earplugs, and I’m travelling with three other mums and kids: no dads. Mr PC will as a result be able to enjoy the Singapore Oktoberfest at his leisure so it’s a well-timed trip. I doubt I’ll see any culture; numerous snaps of SM’s bottom against clear blue skies as he rebounds on the Kids’ Club trapeze, perhaps, but I’ll save those for FB. Sorry about ignoring your wonderful bounty, Southeast Asia, I just fancied a pool package this time round. Please pass the cocktail menu.
Enjoy! ☀️
Thanks!
Have a lovely time, I will be thinking of all that vitamin D you’re getting, while we rust in the rain here 😉
I can’t tell you how happy that makes me. How gorgeous to be able to pop over to Bali…!
Tell me about it – the whole time I kept thinking how surreal it was that we could be somewhere I’ve always wanted to be in a tiny hop, skip, jump. SOOO lucky 🙂