Or at least it was, before Neeps got to his current developmental stage.
Now, don't get me wrong- I'm no fool. I know that now that we have a kid, things take longer, period. So I told Lara that we were planning on leaving around 10am, and should arrive between 1 and 2.
It is to laugh.
We did leave at 10 (okay, 10:06), but we didn't get here until after 3pm. Because even tho' I'd carefully planned our departure to coincide with Nap Time, I had not planned on someone waking up a full hour and a half early, thereby throwing off his entire freaking schedule for the day.
So instead of sleeping through a large chunk of the trip, Neeps was awake. And... not necessarily pleased about being stuck in his car seat with no one to entertain him (because the back seat was full of away-from-home stuff).
We took a lot of breaks.
It wasn't all that bad, to tell the truth. We weren't really on a schedule, so I wasn't actually stressed out about it taking so long. And it was actually quite pleasant to take a long, picnic break in a park, where we all enjoyed the shade and wind and ate junk food and watched Pokemon Go players wander about amongst the pigeons.
|family picnic in a strange town!|
And then there's the freaking delicious wine we've been drinking, all grapefruity and wonderful. Woo, vacation!