There’s no getting around it: ski holidays are more expensive than their summer counterparts. And the one question I’ve been asked since we returned from our Mark Warner holiday to The Alps, is “how much did it ACTUALLY cost?”!
One of the most common misconceptions I find about life with kids is that they’re a nightmare to travel with. You know what I mean: you spend nights before your holidays tossing and turning imagining worst-case scenarios – tantrums in…
When I first started travelling alone with my kids I was terrified. With Hux a tiny nappy-wearing milk guzzling baby and Elfie having medical needs that necessitates the carrying of syringes through airports, it seemed the solo parent holiday milestone would be too complicated to hit.
I have not had a handle on my pensions for a really long time I get drips and drabs of paperwork about them throughout the year, but these get filed in my ‘to look at later’ file with only a cursory glance.
Spoiler: I have not managed to look at them later.
This year, on our holiday to Greece, I lost Elfie.
It’s the first time this has ever happened. I’m one of those borderline helicopter parents: I hover over my kids, know where they are at every single moment. I always tell them I have eyes in the back of my head and it’s kind of true, I have this innate and instinctive gift to automatically scan a room every three seconds to check their wellbeing and whereabouts.
If you’re thinking of taking your family on a ski holiday to the slopes, here are all the reasons why you should!