Travelling

The kiddo has done a fair bit of travelling with his parents. His very first taste of a holiday was when he was four months old. The poor thing hardly slept during the arduous long haul flight and tedious layover totalling some thirty-three hours. His parents looked like zombies by the time they arrived at their destination due to lack of sleep and constantly cradling and hushing a crying baby.

By the time he was a toddler, he would be running about in the airport. If he could escape from his mama's arms, the aisle of the plane would be his running track.

Kids are so lucky nowadays. They get to travel everywhere with their parents and holiday at wonderful places and enjoy different cultures.