Rebecca Sparrow has the perfect holiday for you – and your toddler. Fiji – where the locals love children and you’ll love them for it.
Where does a strung-out, sleep deprived, on-the-verge-of-a-nervous-breakdown mother of a toddler go for a holiday? Rebecca Sparrow, her husband and toddler discover the benefits of going troppo.
There are some holidays that aren’t really holidays. You know the sort. New York. London. Sydney. Rome. Fabulous destinations? Sure. But relaxing? Not so much. I mean there’s just so much to frickin’ do round the clock. So you feel compelled to make the most of every minute – jam-packing your days with galleries, museums, plays, concerts, bars, clubs and the occasional Colosseum. You arrive home invigorated and inspired but also bloody exhausted.
Then there’s the other type of holiday. Holidays that are like one big long mental health day. Well a big, long mental health day with cocktails and sunbaking. These are the holidays that you need to take. To get your mojo back. To de-stress. To just catch up on some sleep (remember sleep?)
But what to do when you require a unwind vacation but have a small toddler permanently attached to your hip?
I have one word for you: Fiji.
Twenty-four hours ago I was sitting by a pool, staring at the ocean, sipping on the type of drink that comes with a straw, an umbrella and a large wedge of watermelon. Fiji soothed my soul better than any shrink. Here’s your guide to the ultimate holiday for frazzled parents. (And their kids.)