Although our holiday started badly, it ended well. (See A Holiday Of 2 Halves.) That is until the day that we were going home. Bob adjusted to Spanish time whilst we were away. She would siesta for an hour and a half at teatime, stay up until 11.30pm and then sleep in until 9.30am. Don’t get me wrong, she still woke up every 2 hours throughout the night but I would have been worried if not! 😉

The bus that would take us to the airport came to collect us at 8am. As that would be far too early for Bob, when she briefly woke up at 7am I gave her a morning bottle and transferred her to the pushchair, where she went back to sleep. We went for breakfast and finished packing. Bob stayed asleep until just before the bus arrived. When she awoke she seemed happy so I dressed her and we boarded the bus.

We traveled around a few hotels, picking up other guests. As we left the resort Bob became upset. I gave her a cuddle and thought that she might still be tired. Then, like something out of the exorcist, Bob projectile vomited. She was covered! I was covered! It was awful! We tried to clean ourselves up but it was impossible. All of our spare clothes were under the bus so I stripped Bob and she wore her nappy and a cardigan. I tried to stay as I was but it was far too disgusting and Bob wanted a cuddle so I ended up traveling the rest of the way to the airport in a wrap around cardigan with my bra exposed. We looked great!!!

Luckily the sickness was a one off. I think it was something to do with the fact that the driver of the bus had no clutch control. He was a terrible driver and at one point he got the bus stuck! We thought we were going to have to get out and push, bra and all, but luckily he managed to get going.

When we reached the airport I found some clothes for us to wear and some spares, just in case, and we got changed. We checked in, threw away all of our liquids and went to airport security. At East Midlands Airport I walked through the detectors carrying Bob and all was well. I don’t know if I looked dodgy or if they found the overpowering stench of sour milk suspicious but they didn’t let me do this in Menorca.

They made my husband walk through the detectors, come back through, collect Bob and walk through again. I then had to walk through separately. I was sure that I would be fine as I had changed into the same outfit that I traveled to Menorca in but today obviously wasn’t my day! The alarms sounded.

I don’t know about you but I always feel more nervous if I have to be searched abroad. I think this is due to the language barrier and the Bridget Jones flashbacks. The security guard took me to one side and began frisking me. She came across something in my pocket and her face dropped. ‘What is this?’ she asked. It took me a moment to remember what it was as I hadn’t worn the jeans for 10 days. ‘Show me,’ she demanded. It was then that I remembered. It was a tampon. Great! I took it out of my pocket to show her and the rest of the airport. When the lady realised what it was she seemed quite embarrassed and told me to put it away. I am sure that she thought it was a bullet!

Add to that the embarrassing moment of walking into the gents instead of the baby change (hopefully I didn’t scar Bob for life) and the pushchair refusing to collapse when we were boarding the plane (I don’t think that the hoards of people behind us were very impressed) and you can see what a lovely journey home we had! Luckily Bob slept for most of the flight. Unluckily her Dad didn’t and he spilt Lemonade all over me. Oh well! I’d been covered in worse!

It has taken me a few years to get over the trauma but I think I am ready for another holiday. tots too offer luxury family holidays which are right up my street! Bob is older now and I am sure she would love going to the kids clubs whilst her dad and I relaxed. I can almost smell the sun cream!

Have you got any horrendous travel stories? I would love to know that I am not alone! 😉

 Posted by Charlotte on May 24, 2012 Being a Mother  Add comments

  4 Responses to “It’s A Long Way To East Midlands Airport”

  1.  

    Yikes, sounds like you need a holiday to get over your holiday travels! I really feel for you on the sick front most of all, I am so rubbish around sick, I have no idea how I would have coped! Still, least you’re all home safe now!

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      A lady sat near us remarked that I was coping really well but I didn’t see what else I could do. If I had been at home I would have been screaming!!!

  2.  

    Oh my goodness, what a catalogue of disasters!! On our honeymoon, we had loads of things go wrong, I must write a post about it!

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