We went on holiday last week to the island of Cyprus. Cyprus is famous for the birth place of Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love. It was lovely to get away from Saudi and Ramadan going on here. Cyprus was a nice island, we didn't know what to expect, never having heard much about it. Unfortunately we didn't get to tour about at all, we pretty much stuck to the hotel area because of Lily.
It was great to see people wearing clothes instead of abayas, and to be able to have bacon and sausage, and drink real beer and wine. Well Greg drank the beer and wine, I had a few sips. We learnt a lot on this vacation, mostly about traveling with babies. One, that you spend a lot more time in the hotel room, and two that it isn't as relaxing as you would like because you are always entertaining the baby. We spent a lot of time at the hotel pool, not a lot of time at the beach, Lily was not very keen on the little waves or the salt water. Greg thinks she is spoiled from the pool, I told him we would just have to visit the beach here more often to get her used to it. Lily still napped in the morning and afternoon, when Greg and I would read and play cards on the balcony waiting for her to wake up again. We walked out of the hotel and ate at local places once a day, which was a nice change of pace.
One of the nice things about a vacation is coming home, and this was no exception. We were glad to get back into our beds, and Lily was happy so see her toy boxes and to be able to crawl around and not be corralled as much.
