flying solo

This post is in lieu of the 2nd anniversary of  “Indonesia in My Pocket”

The most fun time in my life in the last two years was when I traveled solo to New York City.  I traveled all the way across the Pacific ocean and thousands of km away from where I live, by myself, for the first time since I became a mother.  I thank my wonderful husband for letting me have “me time” and looking after the boys for two and a half weeks.

I like holidaying with my family, but it’s nice to travel just by myself too.  No kids tagging along, no nagging husband.  For a short period it’s just nice to have myself for myself.  Being away from my little family make me appreciate what I have and when I am back I am fully recharged to be a better mother and wife.