Well, we arrived safely, I guess that is all that matters...
But DAMN! What a long, Long, LONG trip it was! The plane ride (which I feared most), was surprisingly not as bad as I thought it would be. The flight attendants were assholes of course...but to be expected. They wouldn't give us a bassinet, although we were promised one in bulk head, they wouldn't heat up the milk for him and they kept badgering us about our bag on the floor. They wouldn't even give us a drink b/c they didn't take cash and of course their card scanner wasn't working - fucking bastards! That however, was fine. Until it was time to get this monster to sleep. He was so uncomfortable and had to lie on me of course, so guess who got ZERO sleep. Yup...me! But he slept, so I at least got some quiet time, lol.
However, we only just got through the first leg of our trip by that time. We then had to wait until we could board our ferry to get to the island of our destination. Unfortunately we landed at 10am greek time and couldn't board until 5pm. So we waited...and waited. I was so freakin tired, I couldn't even keep my eyes open. We sat at a café and I almost dropped my son three times b/c I couldn't stay awake. Then we braved the Greek metro system to get to the port where the ferry was docked. That was horrendous! But once we were on, it was like heaven. We had a small cabin, thank the gods for that! We were asleep within minutes and were here just when I hit my REM cycle.
Of course arriving doesn't automatically mean that the worst was over! Shouldn't it though? My son developed a fever, of course! He was miserable and so hot! He was teething (molars) and I am sure the trip didn't help. We spent the first three days with a screaming, cranky child who refused to eat. Nothing consoled him and of course he refused to drink the milk here which is the one thing back home that soothes him. That and our good old friend Mr. Monkey. Ahh, but Mr. Monkey smartly declined this vacation, lol.
Now that he is back to normal, the vacationing has begun, somewhat. We are getting tanner by the minute, the beach is awesome (although the water is abnormally cold!), the food is as tasty as I remember and it is so nice having a little help with the monster. Harry's parents have been really great this whole time. They help with him and love having him around...they even are overly accommodating to my moody, pain in the ass sister (which is another story all together!). I am glad that I at least got to experience this once more, even though it is nothing like I imagined. And I most certainly won't be doing this again for a long while. But is sure is nice being here!
