Showing posts with label Traveling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Traveling. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Long Weekend Away.


The clock is winding down for us in England. I know that I should feel super stressed and have a million things going on at once, but I don’t. I guess if you have spent the last 6 years packing and unpacking it all becomes second nature. I have a pile of laundry sitting waiting to be folded and put away, but I feel the blog has been neglected a bit too much. I know everyone is wondering what the heck we have been up to.

We decided to head up to Scotland for the long weekend. We figured that this was going to be the last trip we could take before we head back to good ol’ USA. I’m not going to lie when I say that I wasn’t a little scared when it came to this trip. Every time we go to Scotland something crazy happens. The first time we went to Scotland Jake pulled people out of an accident that happened in front of us, and the second time our car broke down. I’m happy to say that everything went great, and no major incidents occurred. I was a little worried because the hotel parking was a in a dirt lot in the middle of the city. The second day that we showed up at the parking lot I was half expecting to have our windows bashed in, or the car stolen. I think we had some good luck because everything went great.

We spend out first day taking Reagan to the zoo. We covered ourselves in sunscreen, because it was a HOT day, and headed out for the long walk to the zoo. It was not only a major hit for Jake and I, but also Reagan. We were extremely surprised with the activity levels of all the animals. We saw so many baby monkeys playing, and clinging to their mommy’s backs. We also saw zebras playing in the safari park. It was a major hit and Reagan wanted to take a penguin home with her. I’m sad to report that we didn’t see a Panda; I know that Bean is dying to know. Reagan did find a Panda in the gift shop and totally went right for it, but being the mean parents that we are, she left the zoo without any over-priced zoo gifts. I think the memories and pictures are gifts enough!

The bed time routine was rather rough being in a small hotel together. After laying her down Jake and I needed to leave the room in order for her to fall asleep, but were could we go? Jake said the hotel bar, but that was a little too far away for me. We compromised by hiding in the bathroom together. I think the fact that we had to hang out in the bathroom waiting for Reagan to be good and asleep before entering our room again will be a great (and funny) memory. We both enjoyed a nice cold beer and book. It was just funny to be sitting on the floor of a hotel bathroom waiting for our kid to be asleep. Reagan was not a big fan of the hotel pack n’ play, but she’ll have to get used to it considering it will be her bed for the next few months.

I will have one more posting of Scotland coming soon!


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Brushing her teeth.
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The hippo was so close we could have touched it. Look the hippo is also smiling!
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Looking at the wallaby.
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Wants to walk and not hold her Mom's hand.
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Her new favorite animal.
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This is what she thought of her lunch.
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Washing the zoo off!

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Last day on ship

I’m sorry that I’m running a bit behind. I have been busy cutting Reagan off the boobies this week. I’m sure someone of you are like, “What you were still breastfeeding.” Yes, I was. It was a hard habit to break, but I actually think it was harder on me then her. She actually has done really great. We had to bring back a bottle, but you have to pick your battles. I’m still stuck with boobs full of rocks, but Reagan is doing great.

I’m finally updating the blog with our last day on the cruise, which was spent at sea. The last day at sea actually went very fast because we packed our bags and had a formal night. I do wish I had better hair for the formal night, but when you can’t use anything that has heat you’re stuck with bad hair. I hope you enjoy the pictures. I will be posting pictures from Reagan’s birthday party & Copenhagen from our cruise.

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Monday, June 13, 2011

Welcome to Russia

Welcome to Russia! In the days leading up to our visit of St. Petersburg we kept saying, “Welcome to Mother Russia,” in our best Russian accent. I have to say that I was a little anxious about going to Russia and I’m sure your wondering why. I kept imagining the worst things happening; perhaps someone was going to try and steal Reagan. I felt my stomach going in knots just waiting to get off the ship. We spent the morning playing around the ship until our afternoon tour. To get off the ship you had to have either a tourist visa, or be booked on a ship-sponsored tour. No one is allowed to roam around the country unescorted. We had booked an afternoon tour that took us on a tour of the city’s cannels and Yusupov’s Palace. It was a nice short tour. We got to see lots of the sights & take pictures from the boat. Reagan did really well, and we constantly received complements on her good behavior. After the palace we headed back to the ship, ready to set off for Copenhagen. That night we enjoyed a nice dinner, and decided to try our luck at BINGO again. I’m happy to say that I finally won a game, along with four other people. While it was great to win, it was not so great to split the 150 Euro prize 5 ways.

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Some yummy breakfast.
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Waiting to go see St. Petersburg
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I guess the people that said she looked like an angel didn't see her have a meltdown.
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Sights from the boat.
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Funny smile
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Mommy & Reagan on the boat tour around St. Petersburg.
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Family picture in St. Petersburg.
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Yikes are we going to make it?
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A little breastfeeding in Russia.


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This really is not an angry face, but her silly face.
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Wow...look at that says the Daddy.
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Russia making sure you have the smallest areas to go through.
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A little deck time in PJ'S
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