Before I share about the beauty of Bali, I need to dedicate a very honest post to the “joys of actually traveling” to the place alone with 3 kids!
My husband left for Bali a week before us for a workshop. At the time when we were booking our trip, I thought “what is the big deal, I can totally do it”! That would mean: meet up with him 10 days later, drive to LA alone, take a 13 hour flight and a 5 hour flight. Last but not least, hang out for 3 days in a new place, in a new country alone with my 8, 7 and 15 months. A piece of cake! Maybe not completely…….
Luckily this is one in a lifetime occasion that we are traveling without daddy at such a distance, next year our trip around the world is going to be as a family of 5! Now I can say I have also this experience under my belt!
First of all I must say, that as a mother when you find yourself in the situation of covering, luckily just for a short period of time, 2 roles in the family, a new type of strength possesses you. It feels like being a mama bear that will do anything to protect her cubs. In the past days, I have been surrounded by kindness. I have been very grateful for this. Unfortunately I have encountered also some rudeness. In those moments, I respected myself and my kids by responding or simply simply walking away.
In order to get our plane to Bali, we had to drive to Los Angeles. The option of flying from Phoenix meant paying $300 extra for each ticket plus a 12 hour layover in the Los Angeles airport. Who wants to be stuck in an airport with 3 kids asking you “is it time to board yet?”, not me!
Once we got to the airport, which was way past their bedtime, it was like walking around with 3 zombies. We checked in and luckily the people felt bad for me and made me skip the line and go first.
At the check in counter, they guy tried telling me that my carry on was way over weight. But with a very sweet and angelic expression, I told him that I had to bring all the stuff for the baby……my bag got the passing tag! Luckily security was as good because with 3 kids, specially with one being a grumpy baby, no one wants to keep you in a line to long!
While we were waiting to board, I took them to the play area, so they would get super tired. Hopefully this would help them sleep for most of the 13 and half hour flight. Giving me a chance to sleep too, after a long day of closing the house and driving.
Unfortunately that didn’t exactly work out! The Cosimo and Emma slept for 6 hours. Luca fell asleep as we were waiting to board, slept through us getting on the plane, take off, having dinner and then WOKE UP!
This video shows you how active he was!
He was wide awake and ready to roll! Oh my gosh, those hours with him wondering around our seats and the bathroom corridor have been the longest! Plus I changed his diaper at least 5 times!
When he finally fell asleep, the hostess told me they were going to move the person sitting next to me. This would give me the chance to put the baby down. My gut told me to just keep him in my arms, but I did eventually lay him down. Shortly after, the person that had been moved came back because the TV didn’t work…….yes Luca woke up and NEVER fell asleep again!
Our second flight one the other hand was little better. Luca did sleep through half of it, but woke up exactly at dinner time…… did you ever try eating with a baby on your lap, who wants to put his hands in everything? Needless to say a lot of the food went rolling on the ground!
As soon as we got to Bali, got in the car, everyone, including me was passed out on the backseat!
Lessons learned from this trip
Now lets get down to business things I have learned from this actual trip over to Bali:
- When you know that you must leave by a specific time, otherwise you might miss your flight, make sure you plan on leaving 3 hours before. Just in case! I wanted to leave the house by 8am. However being alone, meant I had to do everything. I got out of the house at 11 am, drove for 20 minutes and realized I had left all my documents at home, so I had to go back. I ended up leaving Phoenix at 12 pm, luckily my flight was at 12.30 am!
- When you have to face a long drive plan on stopping somewhere. We stopped in Palm Springs and had an early pizza at our friend’s restaurant the Spaghetteria. The kids had a chance to move around, eat good pizza and chat for a while. Best of all, mommy got a little break.
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Check out the lovely hotel we stayed at Hakuna Matata Villas!!