The last couple of weeks have seen my little family enjoying a 10 night stay at the Hotel Baia Bodrum in Gundogan, within the Bodrum peninsula of Turkey. We were all so excited, and more than ready, for a break from the daily grind and so set off on our first family holiday abroad as a family of 3.
Our flight was changed to late afternoon rather than the mid-morning flight we had expected when we’d made the booking. Nevermind, it meant we had the time to go shopping for new jeggings for me and a pair of headphones for O and his DVD player! We bumped into Ricky Hatton in the airport before taking off and landing in Bodrum at 10pm. We were ferried off to our hotel and got checked in pretty quickly – we were all so tired we just wanted to go to sleep!
Our room was beautiful with a huge bed and a single bed for O which were both really comfortable. There was a TV mounted to the wall opposite the bed, a mini-bar which was restocked daily with soft drinks, water and lager and a dressing table with tea and coffee-making facilities. The balcony had a gorgeous view of the bay with table and chairs and a handy clothes maiden for drying those wet swimming costumes! The bathroom was more of a shower-room which was a bit disappointing as O hates showers, but it was really nice despite this.
We spent our days going swimming, enjoying the good food and spending time as a family unit.It was really great to have some uninterrupted family bonding time, just the three of us. The evening entertainment didn’t start until quite late, with the mini disco for the kids only starting at 9pm. O is really quite shy and nervous around new people, which isn’t a bad thing really, but wasn’t interested in dancing with the other children. The majority of the other guests in the hotel weren’t British, so the language barriers didn’t aid O’s confidence to join in and play with the other children (of which there were few). So instead of watching the entertainment on an evening, we would play Snap! with cards in the lobby bar, or take O back up to our room to watch a film whilst we read our books. We did give in to O’s incessant whining, pleading to go on the arcade games before dinner on the last few days of the holiday!
We flew home on the Thursday afternoon at dinnertime, to finally arrive back in Manchester at 9pm. The air hostess allowed O to help her open the airplane door which he absolutely loved and we were the first off the plane and up to Passport Control. I’m incredibly proud of O as he was very well-behaved and polite all holiday – he couldn’t have been much better. And we all had such a great holiday, but I am so glad to be home!