By the time you read this, Drew and I will have just taken Jackson on his very first flight. Early this morning we flew from New York to St.Louis to visit my extended family, including my maternal grandma and grandpa who are beyond excited to meet their first great-grandchild. It’s been nearly eight months since Drew and I traveled anywhere together, but in the coming months we’re going to make up for lost time. Besides this quick weekend trip, we’re also going to Austin next month for a friend’s wedding (and to see my sister, who lives there), and then maybe another weekend trip or two before going to Europe this summer. Drew will be covering the Olympics in London and I’m — bravely? stupidly? naively? — going to fly alone with Jackson for the tail end. We’ll give Drew a quick kiss and adjust to the time change and then head over to Germany to visit my parents for a week or so, and then when Drew wraps up with work, we’ll go to Paris for a few nights before heading home. Or, at least, that’s the tentative plan.
One of the things Drew and I have always loved to do together is travel and we’re anxious to see how well we can travel with the addition of a baby. I’m a little stressed about it — especially the part where I make an international flight alone with Jackson (and all his gear!) — but I’m also hopeful this will be an enjoyable new chapter in this parenting adventure. We’ll see!
Anyhoo, all this talk about travel has me thinking about favorite vacations past and dream destinations for the future. I have lots of dream destinations, including South America, Africa, and pretty much everywhere in North America that I haven’t visited yet (California, top on that list). What are your dream destinations, and what have been your favorite vacations past?