Minnie isn’t short of animals that she loves, but when monkeys and owls feature strongly in the top five (along with bears, cats and parrots), a visit to the Owl and Monkey Haven was a given during our trip to the Isle of Wight.
Although a few of the island’s attractions are closed during the winter months, this had opened for half-term, so we managed to sneak in before it closed again until Easter.
And even in the kind of chilly rainy weather which makes you wish you were covered head to toe in fur, it was a lovely place to explore. Continue reading →
There seems to be a bit of a theme to the posts on the blog at the moment – travel without planes. Normal service (and all those Isle of Wight posts I promised) will resume soon.
But in the meantime, a great new site has just launched which proves you don’t need planes to have a fabulous holiday. Feet on the Ground is for anyone who’d prefer to avoid airports, whether you hate flying, love the idea of slow travel or simply want another way to explore closer to home.
And sticking with boats, trains, cars doesn’t mean you need to miss out – Welsh luxury, a funky Liverpool hotel and a break in beautiful Paris are just a few of the reviews to inspire. Continue reading →
Most of my childhood holidays started with a ferry. So whether it’s our long weekend jaunt to the Isle of Wight or the traditional cross-channel journey, boarding a ferry instantly makes me feel excited to escape.
And while I’ve found myself on more low-cost flights than ferries recently, I’m rediscovering all the reasons why ferry travel is fantastic when you’re going on holiday with kids.
There’s something about taking a ferry which makes me feel like a holiday has truly begun. The legacy of years traversing the Channel for family holidays perhaps.
And it’s left me with an unshakeable feeling that boat journeys will always transport me abroad, at the start of an adventure. Minnie, in turn, was equally thrilled to hear we would be going on a ‘big boat’ this weekend, to the Isle of Wight.
Because however much I know rationally that the island is as much the UK as Ipswich or Inverness, I feel like I’ve escaped for a few days. Continue reading →