A DAY IN BELLPORT WITH KIDS: OUR TOP 3 THINGS TO DO…
After a month of traveling for work, I can finally say I’m here for a while and truthfully, there’s nothing better! Don’t get me wrong, I obviously love the traveling part of my job – I wouldn’t go away from my kids if I didn’t believe it was for something good – but the airplane life isn’t me… Every time I step on an airplane, I try to improve my airplane-routine so that I arrive freshest and as rested as possible, but I haven’t mastered it yet. So now, my body has a month to recover until the next flight, which will be by the way, with the kids! But later more on that. Today is all about spending time as a family. The older the kids get, the more they blend into my work-life. It’s easier to travel with them, I can bring them with me, and they are the perfect little faces to practice my photography on. However, as much as possible, I leave them out. You know me by now, it’s a debate I always try to clear up when I post something about them. And once again, please be respectful and leave your negativity at my front door. There is not room for it in our lives, and moreover, you don’t have to “save” my kids from anything. They are the happiest and most confident little ones, who are growing up well-rounded and exposed to the things we decide to expose them to. Thank you!
Now back to Bellport, New York, and spending time with my family, because in the end, that’s the only thing I want to do when I’m NOT working. Who wouldn’t? So whenever we have the chance to leave the city for Upstate New York or Long Island, we go. I have plenty of destinations on my travel-wishlist that are further away, but the thing is, when I don’t fly for work, I rather take the car. Just to avoid the airport for a while. Is that crazy? Well, anyway, on 1,5 hours from Manhattan, there’s Bellport, a super cute small town with a colonial feel, white picked fences, and a certain calmness that would do good to anyone living a high paced life like me. We don’t plan much when we go, but there’s three things we can’t get around when we’re there…
