Monday morning 5.57am
The little one is still jet lagged. I’m in the hotel reception giving the HH some extra zzz’s as he had her in bed with him for the past couple of hours. Exactly how long, I’m not actually sure as we don’t have a clock in our room but seeing as we were all awake and up at 3.45am local time yesterday (thanks to the girl), I imagine it was something similar today.
Yesterday was brilliant, despite starting at 3.45am. LP twice slept in the backpack which we didn’t expect she’d do. We went to the Temple of Literature, the One Temple Pagoda, some more strolling around the Old Quater (it’s very different at the crack of dawn!) and then ran into a girl I haven’t seen since school days, 10+ years ago, who is traveling here with her husband!! What a small world! We grabbed a beer with them and it was a really great way to reconnect after all this time.
We went to the Night Market last night and barely bought anything. I think we have reached a new ‘stage’ in our Asia travel where the lure of bargaining and bright, pretty things is tempered by the reality that once bought, the dazzle is gone. It was great to stroll around though.
TRAVEL WITH A TODDLER. What I’ve learnt so far:
- 2 t-shirts is NOT enough
- A pram IS a useful thing in an airport
- You WILL be the biggest tourist attraction around when you have one of the smallest minorities with you. Yes, a red headed toddler is a minority, esp in Asia! Since we arrived people have given us food, just randomly grab her for a cuddle, wanted to have endless photos with her and HH. I think I need a note written up that says “Her name is LP. She is 1 and a half. She is a girl.” :)