Every summer we attempt that American dream of gathering the family and heading out to a new destination to partake in driving each other crazy for 1-2 weeks. We call it a vacation but really it's organized torture that can cost a shit ton of money.
Every four or five years we go all out and do a HUGE family vacation that tops the last. We had our last huge family vacation in 2010 when we took the entire family to Hawaii for just shy of three weeks. That was your typical vacation with two teenagers and a 9 year old boy. Oh the joys.
Since we moved to Europe we have been traveling quite a bit. This year in travel review has taken us to the exotic locales of Paris, Prague, London, Brussels, Edinburgh, and a whole host of new places in Germany.
Being the Rick Steve's wannabe that I am, I got it in my head that we needed one last hooray this summer before The Princess goes into her senior year.
I wanted awesome. I wanted over the top. I wanted something the kids had never experiences.
I wanted a cruise.
Awesome ports of call. Food. Alcohol. Fun. Alcohol. Things for the kids. Food. Alcohol. You know the important stuff!
Of course what better way to get this planned and paid for: Afghanistan. Now don't get me wrong. I didn't send my husband there, that was planned and executed by the U.S. Army...Thank you very much!
However, what better way to keep all our spirits up then to plan our summer vacation. And that's what we did. We researched, looked at itineraries, looked at different companies and did our homework until
We planned this awesome 12 day Mediterranean Carnival Cruise, with a front loaded two extra days in our port of embarkation: Barcelona, Spain.
WOW! We were diligent for months on saving, planning and getting all the moving pieces together.
Voila! We did it!
The vacation is over. The post vacation blues have set it.
Now we just have to get through the next 5-10 blogs about it. But it's my blog, and I'll blog if I want to!
Sit down. Grab a snack and a drink (alcohol is recommended). These could be bumpy blogs. But I promise to entertain, or try to at least.
Let the whoring begin....Travel Whoring that is!
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