I have been to York a couple of times before, once with children in tow and once for a whirlwind whistle stop tour for a mental health conference. I didn’t get to see anywhere near as much as I wanted to see. So that was my birthday request, a child free, long weekend in York. And here is why I think you should visit York this year.
We have friends and family who live a few hours away from us. My parents-in-love are down in Devon and my bestie is over in Wales. So we rack up the miles when we go visiting, plus it is usually a bit of an ordeal trying to get everyone ready and make sure we’ve got everything too. One thing I get ready the night before and shove in my handbag is my pouch of travel essentials.
Right I know it has taken me a little while to get this down, but here is all the things we got up to in a day when we went to Belfast. There are loads more things you can do, and next time we would definitely go for a lot longer, but for now here’s how we did Belfast in a day.
We arrived on the Friday night and stayed at the Premier Inn. We tend to stay with them so our son settles as they are pretty much the same wherever you go and they’re always pretty reasonable too.
I grew up travelling the world as we followed my Dad’s civil engineering work. This meant multiple flights a year making us pretty well seasoned travellers. My own children on the other hand had never been abroad, well apart from Wales, but according to Ells that doesn’t count because we didn’t have to get on a plane. Phil and I thought about how we could manage a weekend trip involving a plane so we could see them through their first flights.
Easter Monday is always a last minute ‘what are we going to do?’ ordeal, but this year I wanted to get ahead of the game and actually plan something.
We live a stone’s throw away from a few National Trust sites, and we have probably been to one in the 7-8 years of living in the area.
Our weekend has been a funny one. Time seems to have been slowed and stretched at the same time. I’m not complaining because we got loads done! I might be the only one who usually finds I wake up Saturday, blink and find it’s already Sunday night. But this weekend has been wonderfully slow and relaxed.
The Easter Holidays are a bit of a weird affair. It marks the end of Spring term and the start of Summer term. It is invariable at different fortnightly intervals across the UK, making the planning of meeting up with family near and far a pigging nightmare!
Thalassophile literally means lover of the seas or oceans and although born in the middle England, I spent most of my growing years travelling the world with my family. Wherever we landed we never seemed to be too far from the sea. No wonder my love for the seas and oceans grew deep within my heart.