And so, it is time to leave the gorgeous Cape Cod and it really is with a heavy heart that I write this message.
Our time here has been magical and lived up to every expectation. When booking the cottage, I poured though ad after ad (yeah, the hubby loved that), attempting to find 'just the right place'... It had to say, "Cape Cod" to me (where I'd got this notion from, having never been there, I don't know); I guess I'd imagined this family vacation image a million times, drawing upon images of childhood vacations. I thought, being in the States, I was pretty much setting myself up for a fall. But, Cape Cod delivered on all fronts and made me realize that I don't have to be in the UK to relive childhood experiences with my own children. I leave here with amazing new memories and those of vacations long gone being relived!
Now for the mammoth car journey home... I guess traffic jams are another memory synonymous with childhood vacations in the UK.. now where are those Opal Fruits *Starburst* and the thermos of tea?
I'll start by saying that I love a good cup of tea, while reading something that will inspire me. Originally from the UK, I then moved to Australia, where I was hit by cupids bow and met my husband! This then led me to North America.. New Jersey to be exact, where I now live with my hubby and our two daughters. We live in a run down Cape Cod style house, 2 minutes from the beach. We fell in love with this little house (little being the operative word), both saying that it was a home that needed love and lots of money. We have plenty of the former, but very little of the latter... This blog documents my life, creating our home.. bringing up our girls and everything else in between...