You might be wondering where I was the whole time Devin and Nevi were sightseeing...I was all by myself!Yup- do not get very much time to myself these days- so I took this opportunity to go for a walk alone. I walked the river path near where we were staying...then I went to a place called Cold Storage. Cold Storage was a Malaysian livin girls dream. It is a grocery, but no ordinary grocery. There I found so many comfort items- not really for me and Devin as we LOVE Asian food right from the vendors on the street, But our dear daughter could use a Ritz cracker every now and again...oh and peanut butter and Annie's Mac and Cheese! I was able to buy some groceries to carry over the border for the occasion that warrants comfort. This made me as a mother feel really good. Maybe one night Nevi will be surprised when I cook spaghetti with Prego sauce on it....in Malaysia tomato sauce means it has Ketchup on it:)
Traveling as a parent is a very different lens to look through. In Devin and my past experiences of traveling to other cultures...we forgo all that is Western- as much as is possible. This time as a mother- I am relinquishing my own pressure to do that and opening to the ever present need for the familiar under our feet and the unknown sprinkled on top! I had a lovely four hours or so alone to remember- this is my experience too. Love Papa/Daughter adventures not only for the two of them...but also for ME!
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