Thinking of holidaying solo with the kids? Evie Farrell has all you need to know.
“Where is your husband? Why isn’t he with you?” The confused driver watched my daughter and I climb into his tuk tuk, concerned we’d forgotten part of the family. After years of this perennial question I have my responses: he is at a conference or resting at the hotel, serving a jail sentence or missing after a yachting incident. This time I shared that I don’t have a husband, because I knew the driver was simply curious - he hadn’t seen a mum and daughter travelling alone together before.
Solo parent holidays aren’t the norm, but they should be, because travelling alone with kids is a joyful escape that is achievable as it is rewarding. You only need one pair of adult hands to zip up luggage, hail tuk tuks or rub in sunscreen, and little fingers are often just as capable as big ones. Plus, every destination in the world has kids too so there will always be parks, kids meals and children to play with, no matter where you are. And yes, of course there can be tantrums and fussiness, but you get them at home anyway. They’re just much easier to manage when you’re staying in a little hut on a tropical island or playing in the snow at a ski resort.
I know this because I left home in 2016 to travel full-time with my then 6-year-old daughter, Emmie. Not only did we survive, I had some of the best years of my life, and we created a library of precious memories that will be with us forever. Backroad journeys on ailing public transport, a sleepless night in a gruesome, windowless hostel and questionable overland border crossings are equally as beloved as our five-star-resort holidays and the magical moments that brought us even closer.
We often talk about waking up together on the Great Wall of China after camping overnight on a watch tower, swimming in sparkling phosphorescence in the shallows off an island in Cambodia, and sitting in the doorway of Sri Lankan train as we passed tea plantations and waterfalls, sunshine on our bare legs and feet. These moments are ours, stronger because they were just between us, undiluted by the presence of another.