You do feel a little bit like a celebrity when you are on a trip with two month old baby, specially in such an exotic place. Because you can’t pass anybody unattended, there will be usually – ahh, ooo, weee, oh…mainly from women. And then standard questions, of course: “How old is he? Where are you from? What’s his name?”
I mean, I didn’t mind attention. You kind of feed of admiration from others and reassuring yourself of doing a good job.
So when it came to the end of my husbands two months of working in Sydney, we knew we are going somewhere else to travel and the tiny person is not going to change it. You kind of have to if you have flown across the world and crossed the equator.
Because we never had a real honeymoon, this was another good excuse (and we are going to use that one for quite some time still) to go higher and better. We also had to consider a place that is not too extreme to stay with baby, so we decided to go to Barrier Reef. And the island we fell in love was Hamilton Island. It is the largest, most inhabited and developed island of all island group. With personal airport, resorts, beachfront, grocery store, bakery, restaurants and everything else to make you feel like at world class destination. Hamilton Island one of the beautiful islands of Great Barrier Reef and is indeed built for families. Quite posh families.
We decided to go with Palm Bungalows. Little bungalow houses scattered in two levels in the jungle, however only 2 min walk away from the beach. And it was the best choice to experience the real Australian tropics. The weather was unbelievable, considering that is it was turning into autumn. Daily temperatures were around 30 degrees, with somewhat 90% humidity, to add ten more degrees to Celsius. I wasn’t much worried about Sebastian being in this heat, because he was coping very good already in Sydney, where we were in the middle of summer. And he did great. I didn’t have a grumpy cry baby, he was a perfect baby, like knowing where he is and that he has to soak it all in too!
So going back to bungalows, everything was perfect except tiny little ants that were obsessed with us, my baby and my (I guess so delicious) cherry-chocolate cookies I had bought in Sydney and brought with me to savior in the perfect moment. Didn’t notice them straight away getting comfy in our room, but when I woke up at night to feed Sebastian and noticed an ant row marching around my sleeping baby, I got freaked out to say at least. Then I couldn’t settle in my own bed because I had that creepy crawly feeling all the time. Lorenzo being optimistic as always:”Don’t worry, it’s natural, we are in their environment so we need to adapt. Not a biggie.” Yes it is a biggie, so the next morning I decided to call reception and ask for pest control. The end of this story was that they had to spray all the room with some substance and for the rest of the stay we would see an ant there and then, but at that point I considered them as “meh”.
Great asset to our bungalow was spacious terrace where we hang Sebastian’s hammock and some pretty spectacular wines were emptied right there.
There were few exotic moments throughout this trip and I will count them now.
Being greeted by wallaby or as I call it – kangaroo cousin, right in our front door, jumping around bushes and snacking on some leaves. And they are quite friendly, they let you take pictures and film them.
Kookaburras, indigenous birds, making quite a sound like cuk, cuk or wook, wook. Actually more like laughing monkey. When it got dark, but like really dark, because you are in jungle and on an island in the middle of ocean and you can’t see anything outside, all I wanted to do was close curtains and lock doors. And then during the night you hear different sounds, and you are trying to guess what is this sound, and when you realize that you don’t know these sounds at all. Like something swishing across the roof, something beating on the terrace, could it be wallaby tail? But then I didn’t hear him jump?
But then you are on a holiday with small baby and in this case I have to say, thank God they wake us very early, as it gave me the chance to walk completely deserted beach before sunset, where you really feel alone in this beautiful world. And then you see the most beautiful sunset in the world, and people are starting to slowly creep out form their holiday homes and hotel, you see people running and doing yoga on the beach. Pure bliss.
Sebastian was a real beach goer, he didn’t mind to nap on a lounge chair in the shadow of palm trees while the parents took turns enjoying water sports and swimming. Swimming in the warmest water I have ever swam. When you walk in the water and you don’t even twitch or think about water being different temperature from air.
Before coming here, I had this idea of us as a family taking picture with one of the most beautiful views of Whitehaven beach during low tide behind us, so we went to book a tour to go to the viewing platform. Because it’s located on another island, you have to take a boat trip. Unfortunately this trip was only available to children from 5 years, so my dream crashed right there. But the good news was there was another trip available for to go as a family and spend a day on the Whiteheaven beach, one of the most beautiful and best beaches in the world, what we gladly did. Ignoring tour guide’s advice about wearing wet suit and Irukandji jellyfish I went to swim in the amazing warm water again, risking my life and health, but who cares, I’m in the paradise!
There are no cars on Hamilton Island, only electric powered buggies. One was also ours, that took us around the island. We are hikers, so the most useful thing on this holiday was the Ergo Baby carrier. After hiking some amazing trails, that lead us to indescribable-in-words beaches, we went for the sunset on famous One Tree Hill. Ordering cocktails in ow-so-convenient location bar, running into some colleges of Lorenzo, because Australia is that small, we witness the most amazing sunset of our lives and counting… We will be back Australia!