Gee-Whizz

Yesterday morning started like just another sunday. Late. With the kids having to drag you out of bed.
When we finally cracked our eye open, we were greeted to a glorious, sunny day (well deserved, after a week of miserable wetness) and the roar, yes, roar of planes whizzing overhead.
Now, normally. I'm not much of a motorhead. Planes and speeds and engine stats do not roll off my tongue. But when you have planes overhead doing this, you have to stand and gawp.

These were the Baltic bees. They were performing at the Bucharest International Air show 2014

 and they made such pretty shapes in the sky!!

Then we witnessed a whole host of other planes doing this: (If you expect me to spew names, you are looking at the wrong person. I leave that in the capable hands of the baa-lamb. I just went, 'ooh! pretty!!')

I still can't believe we were lucky enough to witness this from out balcony. It was like our own, private Air-show. Towards the close of play, we got back from dinner just in time for the Piece de Resistance:

Look at that formation! I can't even...

We had a whole host of jumpers, with the final one unfurling the Romanian flag!

Good show, Romania! Can't wait for what this country shows us next!

Have kids? Must travel!

The hubby and I love travelling.  When we first met, we used to take off practically every weekend, when my job allowed it (my job involved a lot of travel as well. I thought it was one of the coolest parts of the job). Then we had a kid. And another. (Don’t worry, we’ve stopped now). But we still love travelling. And the question I hear most often from friends is “How do you do it?” Well, it’s largely on a hope and a prayer, and yes, a teeny tiny bit of advance planning. Otherwise, for the most part, travelling remains a much-loved family activity. Along the way, we’ve managed to learn a few things that make the vacation stress-free (for me) and (hence) enjoyable for the family. 

... Read on here

Of spontaneous picnics and such

Summers. I love summers. It’s the time of sunshine, happy faces, picnics and pollen (the last part isn’t what I love about summers, but it is what it is). So last Sunday the hubby suggests we go for a picnic. Out of the blue. And here’s what followed... (read on http://www.yowoto.com/posts/what-a-spontaneous-picnic-looks-like-in-a-parents-world)