If you read yesterday’s post, you know that my dearest wish was “for a better night and clear skies tomorrow.” One half of my hopes came true: we awoke to a gloriously sunny day today. Our night, one the other hand, consisted of a lot of up and down – I won’t go into details but just say that it was a double-ender for our eldest, and it wasn’t pretty. I’m fairly sure our family holds the local record for new sheet requests in a single stay. I’m hoping for a plaque in our room.
Such are the joys of travel with children. After breakfast yesterday, as a cold rain rivuletted down the windows, I remarked that it was just the sort of day that, if you didn’t have children, you’d crawl back into bed and spend the day cuddled up, snoozing, making languid love, and snoozing again. Without kids, last night would have been the kind of night, as the cool alpine air washed silently through the ink-dark room, you slept long and deeply and awakened completely refreshed. Instead we pulled ourselves out of bed groggy, grumpy, and smelling vaguely of vomit and diarrhea.
Even so, we managed to have a marvelous day on the trail, doing an easy loop path and having a picnic lunch at a mountain hut. Today’s photo is, of course, of mountains, this time framed by a log hut at our picnic spot. I pointed out to the boys how the structure was exactly like their Lincoln Logs, just on a larger scale. It was a magnificent place for a picnic, with drinks on offer kept icy-cold in a mountain stream. Made us forget all about the night before, except for a lingering sour stench, reminiscent of nothing so much as Florence Nightingale’s sick-spattered shoes after a double shift in a field hospital during a particularly virulent outbreak of Crimean cholera. Thank God for the view. 
We ARE kindred spirits! Foul-smelling brethren and proud clansmen of the Bile McFaeces Tribe. Let’s agree NOT to have a secret handshake… eew.
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Would LOVE to write for you. Throw a topic my way and I’m all over it.
Thanks for the lovely comment on my vomit-diahrrhoea laced journey through the Alps 🙂 http://theycallmemummy.com/2013/03/06/train/
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Well, you could write a post about a specific destination, or share some more of your traveling disasters. What do you think?
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I could write a little about my upbringing in South Africa and the culture differences in the way kids grow up in Australia and in South Africa and maybe also my nephews and niece’s childhood in Israel?
Or maybe I could post about travel with kids vs travel pre-kids?
Or how we traveled from the heat of Songapore to the below freezing snow-filled Austrian Alps with 3 kids sharing one suitcase?
Anything else?
I’m honoured!
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Frankly, any of those would be wonderful. You could do more than one if you like, or simply choose the one you would have the most fun writing. Can’t wait to read your stuff!
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Leave it to me. I’ll surprise you 🙂
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Lol. Your text is unaffected by disrupted nights.
I often forget the polarizing filter. Damn. Thanks for the reminder.
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Thanks, Cuttlefish. Yeah, I always have a polarizing filter in the bag, but try not to use it too much because I think it makes your images seem slightly unnatural. But for shots like this, I bust it out.
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Another fantastic photo. I love the framing. How did you get the blue sky and white clouds to come out so well?
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I used a polarizing filter on this one, father2be. Not absolutely necessary, but made the image really ‘pop’, I think.
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