|running running STOP! little messy fish, I am so tired....|
Is it day 12 only? I am a bit lost with days. It feels longer, much much longer. Its been hard, but today seems much easier. I get that I can still do what I want and that Little messyfish can do what he wants too. This morning was him sprinting on the beach. I was exhausted and cranky. Then we rested at the hotel, then went out for lunch. Lunch was at the fabulous Fernando italian Restaurant again. Margarita pizza, a delicious salad of butter lettuce, cucumber and a do it yourself sald dressing with real extra vigin olive oil, and freshly baked bread. Divine! but i also got headaches and lethargy again. Just like home. It makes me certain that its the wheat and dairy, just like the naturopaths say. After that we spent the entire afternoon in the hotel room. Out for dinner, I was determined to find cheap street food for me. little messyifsh is still hard to walk with. I dont know why I write "still". I would think all that yelling at him would change things. In hindsight, i know that it is not the child, but the environment that i need to change. But, I had no hindsight there in Vietnam.
I was new to the country, I was desperately looking for things to have our needs met. I had no idea how long I was going to stay for, and where I was going to go next. I was on a budget, and could not simply stay in hotels with swimming pools and 5 star restaurants. I had a super sensitive 3 year old with me, who would not last 5 minutes on a tour bus, and I really really wanted to walk the streets. That is the only way i knew how to experience the culture and look around. It did not occur to me, that there would be other ways, that would be less stressful on both of us. All I knew was he would not walk beside me, and I needed him too! I looked longingly at a Vietnamese women who was on holiday from Australia with her 3 year old. He was on a lead. I wish I brought one with me now. They didnt sell them in Vietnam. I asked her. She was smart enough to bring one from Australia.
|Can it be true? I found a cup of tea! Heaven. I ordered another after this one....|
|Looking across the road and up from my little seat. Large hotel in the background. The area is absolutely chock full of hotels and tourists.|
So when we went out for food, it was me first. I would eat, I would entice him to eat too, but he wouldn't...then on the way back to the hotel room (i always took the long way back, so i could look around and take photos and absorb some of the culture) we would go to the western, glass fronted air-conditioned mini supermarket for things like oreos, mentos, chips, bread and I would buy drinks there too for me, to put into the mini bar fridge in the hotel room. I cant believe it was such hard work for me to work out this system where it worked for both of us. I look back on that time now, and I can see that now I know the basics of how to travel with a small child it would be so much more rewarding next time I go. Some people I talk to about travel wonder if they should wait until there children are older, so that there children will remember the experience. I am sure little messyfish remembers this trip, but more importantly, I am glad that I started early, so that I can accumulate experience. The experience is what makes an enormous amount of difference. I would never have thought that I would be happy in a touristy area, eating in Italian restaurants and shopping for oreos in Vietnam! But it was absolutely necessary for little messyfish to feel happy and comfortable. And because he was happy with these things, I was ecstatically over the moon and tearing up with joy that he could find these things, and that I could provide them for him. I had found a win win formula. From now on, my hair stopped falling out from stress, my boy was eating, I had found simple street food and was challenging myself, and I could feel the joy of being brave and experiencing a different culture. Tomorrow, I am planning to go to Vinpearl Land!