Thursday 10th October is World Mental Health and Happiness Day. I thought there was no better time to talk about my own mental health and what makes me happy.
Two weeks ago we travelled to the South of France to celebrate my mother in laws special birthday. The number will remain anonymous of course…but ask anyone in Villefranche Sur Mer and they will tell you as Olivia did happen to mention to everyone and their dog (literally) what age Granny was on that faithful occasion!
After a very early start on Friday morning and a quick flight of only 2.5 hours we arrived into Marco Polo airport just outside Venice in the sunshine.
We caught the airport bus to Mestre where we where staying for €8 return fare which took about 15 minutes. Mestre is the industrial centre just on the other side of Venice and at a fraction of the cost to stay actually in Venice itself, it was the perfect location.
On Saturday myself along with an amazing group of ladies that I have been fortunate enough to have met through the squares of Instagram headed off for the day to Dublin.
We got the Goldliner Express bus down which only cost £17.00 for an open return as it suited better than the train for pick up and drop off locations. Some of the ladies got on in Belfast, Sprucefield and then a few of us got on in Banbridge so it was extremely convenient. We arrived into Dublin’s bus station just shy of 2 hours later after a quick stop at the airport.
At the beginning of February we spent a few days in Berlin child free thanks to my wonderful in-laws. It was a special christmas treat for us to get away and it was definitely much-needed. I would love to say it was very relaxing but it was go go go from the start but we didn’t mind as it was great to see the city in all its glory.
You cant turn on the TV or check the news without seeing the words ‘Las Vegas’ mentioned everywhere after the mass shooting at the weekend. Back in August Chris and I were very fortunate enough to be able to enjoy a little break here. It was my birthday present tied in with a thank you from Chris for all that I do for the girls and him, not that I need a thank you but who says no to Vegas?! Plus I think it was to earn some brownie points for the FIVE stag weekends he has been away on….I know I’m a good wife 🙂 Even with all the talk about the city both postive and negative its still one of the most favourite and memorable places I have ever been and I wanted to share our trip with everyone.
While staying in Theoule Sur Mer we were just a 15 minute train journey from Cannes. I have always wanted to go and see all the super yachts and the glamorous boutiques so after splashing out a whopping €5 on our 4 train tickets..and that was 1st class of course, it was an early start to catch the train.
After much deliberation this year we finally decided on the South of France for our holidays. We started looking at different locations last year even before Zanna was born and we knew after last years holiday in Salou we didn’t want to do a package holiday. It just wasn’t for us this year. Maybe in a couple of years it will suit the girls better but at the minute Olivia just loves being outside running around so we knew we wanted a beach location and an apartment close at hand. That is exactly what we got when we booked Theoule Sur Mer.
Chris mentioned at the start of the year that he may have one, two, three perhaps five stag parties to go on this year what a struggle for him I know. I thought he can’t have all the fun so im going to arrange a trip of my very own and the one thing I’ve wanted to do for a couple of years is to visit my Sister in Law Stephanie in London. I’ve mentioned before that she has lived in London for 3 years and we just don’t see as much of her as we would like so thank goodness for Facetime and the fact that Chris can parent the life out of our girls he really is so hands on I knew he would survive 3 days no problem …plus Granny lives around the corner 🙂
Last week Chris and & I were treated to a wonderful 4 days in Budapest by my lovely Inlaws on a child free break away. While I would love to say it started off wonderful and romantic, I don’t think you can call fighting for the bathroom in order to throw up the most romantic of gestures ever!