Nova flew out to Greece to celebrate his half birthday. As you do when you’re a little baby, eh?!
A whole six months on this planet. Can you believe it? I certainly can’t, but then when I think of all the trips he’s been on already, I’m not surprised that his first months in the world are literally whizzing by.
I think I spent most of the near three hour flight wondering, why we’d agreed to such an early flight. Scooping Nova out of his cot at 4.30am to bundle him into a car seat was fairly easy as he stayed asleep. It was just me who was racked with guilt.
Luckily we used Purple Parking’s Meet and Greet service at Luton Airport, so this meant that we dropped our car off really close to the airport, handed the keys over and raced inside to the check-in desk. I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again; conveniences like this are just so worth the extra few pounds when you’re travelling. I don’t think I’ll ever go back to using the ones where you have to wait an age for a crammed bus – definitely not while I’m travelling with Nova anyway!
Once inside the airport Nova woke up and was far too distracted to go back to sleep, hence the guilt for having an early flight. Despite missing other naps during the day, it didn’t really put him out of kilter, which was lucky for us to say the least. I guess he just had serious FOMO so wanted to stay awake.
Once on the plane we were offered the back row as it was empty, but he seemed pretty settled so we stayed where we were. Surprisingly the woman next to us declined the spare row too, so Nova must have really impressed her.
On the flight he shunned his toys and spent a good chunk of it playing with the seat cover – you know the flappy bit of paper that advertises the extortionately priced coffee and teas? Each to their own I guess and as it kept him entertained we went with it.
He spent the remainder of the flight flashing his big grin at everyone – nothing new there – and showcasing his new charm attack of tilting his head to the side while smiling. Such a smooth operator and the ladies lap it up.
He wasn’t too interested in having milk on the flight and seemed fine with cabin pressure, despite our ears popping quite a bit. We fed him an Ella’s Kitchen pouch as it’d been too early for breakfast at home, which he wolfed down. Despite them saying there are no nasties in them he does seem super keen on them, like I would be with a box of chocolates. Not sure what that says about our home cooking, though how can you go wrong with steamed veg?!
This little adventure took the three of us to Corfu in Greece (you can read about our stay here). The temperature lingered around the 20 degree mark and we had blue sky-sunshine weather all week.
What He Wore
Nova has an amazing summer wardrobe, but he spent most of his week either in his SPF 50 sun suit that can also double up as a swimsuit, or his nappy and a vest. Our best buys were his two hats; a floppy navy one that he wore in the water and a cute straw one. They were pretty much glued to his head. The straw trilby also seemed to up the amount of attention he got, so guys if you’re looking for ways to attract women it seems that’s the answer.
He didn’t seem bothered by the heat and even let us put his SPF 50 suncream on him most of the time without a groan. It felt like chalky gloop on my hands, so I have no idea why he wasn’t fussed about it.
Despite the nice weather the pools were still way too cold, as was the sea. He’s a water baby and was desperate to go in. We put his wetsuit on him one day so that he could go swimming with daddy, which he loved, splashing his hands and little feet like a crazy child. I think he would have happily stayed in there all day, but his shivering lips meant that I whipped him out and bundled him into about three towels.
What He Did
This is the second ‘typical’ summer holiday we’ve been on with Nova and it’s definitely a different kind of holiday. I looked longingly at the women sunbathing on loungers, reading trashy magazines and Jay kindly pointed out that I’ll be about 45 years old by the time I can do that again. Thanks, Jay.
Although we stayed in the shade for Nova’s sake, I’m completely over sunbaking and find it impossible to just lie there all day. We ventured to Corfu Town one day and really loved seeing another side to the island, though the Old Town was not designed for buggies and strollers. Obvs.
We also hiked up the steepest mountain roads to a nearby village pushing his majesty in his stroller. He missed the journey as he was snoozing, but my aching thighs will remember it for quite some time. We stopped off for a Greek coffee and a freshly squeezed orange juice, while an elderly Greek woman in traditional clothing made a detour for a chat with the little one.
She gestured wildly, blowing kisses and smiling widely at him, repeating herself as though if she said it enough times we’d suddenly be fluent in Greek. I like to think that she was passing her worldly wisdom on and blessing him, but who knows.
The new friends continued. In the evenings we ate as soon as the restaurant opened, often having to rock Nova in his stroller or to play cuddle tag so that he wouldn’t disturb the other diners. In the end it was them that interrupted us though, cooing over his ‘stunning eyes’, ‘beautiful smile’ and ‘simply adorable, little cute face’. It was super sweet most of the time, but the people clicking at him like a dog even though he looked up at them with sleepy eyes and ‘are you kidding me?’ expression was frustrating to say the least. And as for the people who seem intent on shoving their unknown fingers in his mouth, well I found them to be plain rude. Seriously, why?!
Nova lapped all the attention up, springing into life as soon as anyone as much as looked in his direction (aside from those few strange ones). I swear he’s going to end up on the stage playing gigs like his daddy.
After dinner we’d walk across the terrace, watching the swallows dart from balcony to balcony. The sheer wonder on his face was so amazing to watch. I love swallows and it seems that they’re his favourite bird too. So much cuteness.
One evening we took advantage of the free sunset boat tour provided by our hotel. We spent most of the day debating whether we should go on it, one because it’d mean he’d be an hour or so later to bed than normal and potentially whingy, and two because erm, it was a boat out on open water and being parents means that you have this wildly fierce protection for your little one.
Anyway, we took him on his first boat trip, wearing his anchor bib (unintentionally but awesome all the same) and he grizzled through the last half. Not because of tiredness but because of his new tooth cutting through. Poor little man. I felt like the other guests were probably whispering about what mean parents we are for taking him on the boat, but I guess they didn’t know the cries were about his teeth. And as Jay said quite simply, who cares.
During the days, Nova also practiced his crawling skills on the huge bed in the room. He is unbelievably close to mastering it, so perhaps it’ll happen on his next adventure.
During this holiday and as I said, he got another tooth (his third!) and I’m pretty sure that two more are on the way through. He’s growing up so quickly! All in all, another amazing trip with my mini-explorer. Onwards and upwards to Canada next week!
Lux Family Travel at Marbella Corfu Hotel, Greece (All the info on where we stayed for this trip)
The First Overseas Trip With Nova (The Netherlands)