There’s nothing that quite captures the mind of a five-year-old like dinosaurs.
Bermuda can be summarized in one word: beautiful. Here, pink sand beaches meet the brightest blue water you’ve ever seen. People are beyond friendly and helpful, eager to chat and lend a hand to the obvious visitors. The buildings are colourfully painted and, while the island has been largely developed, it is a pleasant place to explore with a wild coastline and wonderful greenery gracing the roads.
Let Hawaii Happen. It’s one of the official hashtags (#LetHawaiiHappen) of Hawaii, The Big Island, and also the perfect description of what travelling with a three-year-old really looks like. You can plan all you like, but as we have learned over the years, if you go with the flow and let the day unfold you’re in for an enjoyable ride. Take time to discover the details along the way (toddlers are the perfect guides for pointing out these overlooked wonders!) and you’ll have an even richer experience.
Seven years ago I met a couple camping on the island of Tortola, in the British Virgin Islands, with their three-year-old. It sparked the idea that as parents we could venture off the beaten track with our kids – something I hadn’t really encountered personally before. That spark of an idea has come to fruition in our own journey as parents. Here’s that story.