What It’s Really Like to Travel with Kids
10.12.2024 - 10:05
/ cntraveler.com
Traveling with kids is the stuff of legend—or nightmares—depending on who you ask. The stories we bring home can be hilarious, sweet, or horrendous (sometimes all of the above).
As a newish mom myself, I’ve spilled a lot of ink on this topic. My first domestic flight with my now-nearly-3-year-old son, Julian, was a total fiasco and doubly humiliating because I work in this industry. I should know better, right? Yet for all of my so-called “expertise,” I was as clueless as the next shell-shocked parent when it came to moving my offspring around the world and daring to have fun in the process.
Yet I keep trying—taking my toddler on safari in Tanzania, on my honeymoon in the Faroe Islands, and road tripping around Oman in the wake of my father’s death. Each time we set out, it gets a tad easier—or maybe I just have fewer you-know-whats to give.
If traveling with children has taught me anything, it’s that a little empathy toward myself and others goes a long way. However loud or obnoxious you think your kid is being, it’s always worse in your own head. That’s why it’s so essential for parents to talk to one another and not just spiral out in a vacuum of despair, imagining they’re the only people on earth suffering the indignities of a wildly irrational toddler or a phone-addicted teenager. From unpaid parental leave to the high cost of childcare, US society isn’t exactly structured to support parents. But through travel—trading stories, sharing our best in-flight hacks, and being honest about the ups and downs—we can build a village.
That’s why Condé Nast Traveler set out to paint an unfiltered portrait of what it’s really like to travel with children, according to seven mothers (and one grandmother) after they returned from family trips. While their itineraries, budgets, and reasons for traveling were very different—some were after bucket list experiences, others cross-generational bonding—their experiences were relatable, highlighting both the societal shortcomings and generosity shown towards parents around the world. The tales they tell are threaded with trepidation and undergirded with love. To hear the good, the bad, and the ugly bits is a reminder that we’re all human, and no trip is ever perfect, try as we might.
Parents pour so much effort into planning the “ultimate” vacation; sometimes it works out, sometimes it doesn’t. But this desire to make our kids happy and show them the beauty and magic of the world, from a total solar eclipse to a hissing volcano, remains the same. The hope, of course, is that the joyous moments outweigh the headaches and that on some lizard-brain level, this early exposure will pay off someday, helping to shape the great people that our progeny will eventually become.