Family road trips are all about getting out to see the world.
I absolutely love driving around out here near our home. There’s tons of trees, it’s super green, and it’s just completely gorgeous.
Even though we live somewhere totally beautiful, it’s still important to get outside your bubble and see what else is out there.
When I was a kid, our family drove from southern California to Florida one summer. As we passed through the south, I remember being completely floored by the areas where there was just water everywhere, with a long low bridge above it.
It blew my mind.
It was so cool to see that part of the US again, and to show it to Phil.
Joy was sleeping. Which of course means we’ll need to make the trip again sometime.
Family road trips are an exercise in teamwork.
Everyone has to work together, from the planning stages, to the packing up and driving, to the flexibility in what happens when.
If your kids are freaking out because they’ve been sitting in the car too long, the parent in the passenger seat has got to help entertain them while the driver pays attention to the signs pointing to the next restaurant. Preferably a McDonalds or a Chick-fil-a with a playground inside.
Carole was a huge part of the road trip team without even travelling with us – she had the genius idea of getting a few tiny toys for the kids and packaging em in plain brown paper lunch sacks. Every time the kids got really, really, REALLY antsy about being in the car on our 12 hour travel days, when we’d stop for a break, they’d get one of the bags as we strapped them back in their car seats. It helped break up the trip for them and keep them distracted from the miles and miles and miles and miles of road we still had to drive.
And when they remember they’re bored again, there’s always cookies.
Family road trips are also about snacks.
There’s no other time I eat so much beef jerky than when I’m on a family road trip.
And hot dogs.
And everything else that’s just super bad for you.
It all tastes better on the road, and I don’t know why.
Family road trips are about getting ridiculous in the hotel room.
The Dauphine Orleans hotel was so perfect in terms of location, because it’s right in the heart of the French Quarter. True story, once we parked our car in the off street parking garage, we didn’t get back in the car until we drove away at the end of our trip.
The very first thing we did when we got into our hotel room was let Phil call Grandma. He was SO INTO the tiny Transformers she had given him throughout the course of the drive, he had to tell her thank you immediately:
And Carole upped her own game by also including a couple of treat bags for in the hotel room, which contained the most important thing ever to Joy.
The Dauphine Orleans is a beautiful old building with a saltwater swimming pool right in the middle of the courtyard, and an elevator that Phil and Joy had a blast pushing the buttons on.
And luggage carts.
And beds they couldn’t stop jumping on.
And a gorgeous view framed by shutters that they couldn’t stop opening and closing.
And little touches that made this muhmuh (that wasn’t necessarily on a relaxing vacation) still feel kind of really fancy.
The Dauphine Orleans hotel is located at 415 Dauphine Street in New Orleans. Visit their website to book your reservation!
Come on back to the Hearts and Laserbeams blog all week long – we’ll be talking about a different aspect of our New Orleans trip every single day. By Saturday night, you’ll be ready to plan your own trip!