There's nothing worse than being on holiday and catching a flight home at an unsociable hour. We left the hotel at six this morning to catch our 8 o'clock flight. It was a struggle especially as we were silly to stay up too late last night sampling Bali's finest with new friends that we met at the hotel (their daughter Elouise and Iman got on very well and hung out at the kids club together). The best thing about the flight was we were home before 11 and already things are back to normal. Donncha is back in his office, Iman is playing next door, Ayden probably wandering around and Jack just fell asleep in front of his greatly missed Playhouse Disney.
We had a fantastic week away. Unfortunately Ayden came down with a nasty cough and runny nose so he only had one day by the pool. That limited our time by the pool as well but I didn't really complain as it rained a couple of days and we were able to hit the shops! The kids had a ball. Iman only left the hotel once during the week and even that only after kids' club hours. And every morning she couldn't wait for the 9 o'clock opening. And Jack, he was just keen to make friends - "Hi guys...!"
I shall post pictures of the holiday soon.
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