Traveling With a Kid Totally Rocks: Traveling Through Airports

Okay, okay.  Travelling with my baby rocks…though now she is a toddler.  This past January while we were visiting the Lake District and West Yorkshire, she did marvelously.  In this second of a series, I’ll explore any tips I can give about traveling with a kid in airports.

Hartsfield Jackson Atlanta International Airport

Traveling through Hartsfield Jackson Atlanta International Airport is never an experience people you would wish upon anyone you like.  Its not that there is anything necessarily wrong its just that its big, its busy, and if you’re not flying Delta, things seem a little out of the way, not a bright, not as clean, and not as new.

The biggest suggestion I can give anyone traveling with a baby is to make sure you have a good stroller.  We used our Maclaren and it held up to airports, baggage checks, taxi cabs, train stations, rain, sleet, snow, ice, road salt, and anything else our journey threw at it.  It folds easy enough, is light, and is sturdy enough to take a beating in the cargo hold of the plane.  Atlanta was great.  British Airways as well as the Hartsfield and Homeland Security staff let us keep the stroller with us until we reached the gate.  We did have to run the stroller through the screening equipment but it fit with ease, even with J.J. Cole’s Bundle Me attached.

A couple of suggestions I picked up from other places:

  • As soon as you arrive at the gate, get baby into her pajamas.
  • Leave plenty of time.  We found that our travel time took almost twice as long as it did pre-baby.  Part of this was the sheer mass of stuff we had to travel with but part of it also is that baby dances to the beat of her own drum.
  • Find quiet places.  In Atlanta, the Houlihan’s in the Airport Atrium (between the ticketing/ luggage halls) is great.  Go upstairs where there are no tv’s and plenty of space to stretch out.
  • I understand that Airtran and Delta have play areas but I’ve never seen them.
  • See if there are any ways you qualify for access to an airport lounge.

Once we got to our gate, BA was great.  They let us on the plane first to get seated and we were one our way (more about traveling with a baby in a plane, in a later post).

Bleery Eyed at T Five

Terminal 5

Every time I’m wheels down in London, its a rush.  And I was so thrilled that the first trip my daughter went on was with me to London.  And I was excited this time because we were flying into the still relatively new Heathrow Terminal 5.  Its a gleaming, cavernous space that seems to be phase one of much large plans for the busiest airport in Europe.  I was a little miffed about being parked at a remote stand, meaning we’d have to take a bus to the terminal, but it was easy and we were let out very close to the immigration desks.

If there is one thing I’m not a fan of in international travel, its passing through immigration.  Oh, I love having a stamp in my passport but standing and standing in line is not my idea of fun.  When we arrived at the line, it was long.  But a kind official, opened a rope and let us to the front of the line.  We had to wait for one person.

One of the other things I love about Heathrow is that the luggage trolleys are free (hint, hint, Hartsfield).  Which leads me to another hint, go ahead a splurge on the Heathrow Express.  Yes its expensive.  But its quiet, not crowded and dumps you into Paddington Station (a great place for kids souvenirs).  From there you can catch a taxi (and no, you don’t need a car seat in a taxi in London.  I shudder to think…), train, or the tube to your next destination.  We stopped for lunch, a diaper change, souvenirs at the Paddington Bear Kiosk, grabbed a taxi and still made our train from Euston Station.

Flying Out of Heathrow

One of the smartest things we have ever done in traveling was to get a hotel near the airport the night before flying home.  This did cut about half a day off our trip but made our flight home so much easier.  Heathrow has an excellent network of frequent shuttles that circulate around the area hotels.  They dropped us off at terminal 5 where we checked in.  Again, we received excellent service.  Even though we gave ourselves too much time to get to the airport, BA let us check in early.  When we went through screening, there was something wrong with my wife’s ticket.  She took the baby and stroller while I was told to move on through.  Needless to say, I was anxious.  But once again, true hospitality came through.  As soon as things were sorted, they let her through the VIP line, getting through security about as quickly as I did even though there were several hundred people in line.  Once more, they let us keep the stroller to the gate.

My one complaint/ heads up about Heathrow Terminal 5 is the concourse area.  Once you get out there, the selections of food are not that great for a baby.  Make sure you have everything you’ll need food-wise.  There were several restaurants we could have stopped in at the main terminal but we decided to go on to the concourse.

There was additional screening at the gate and I must say, UK folks were great.  They treat me and my wife well and tried to be as low impact as possible on us with a kid.  Again, they let us on the plane first where we got situated before the rest of the plane boarded.

Landing Home

Once more bleary eyed, we arrive at Atlanta airport, late.  But not as late as it could have been.  There was a medical emergency on the plane and we got on the ground in a very impressive fashion.  It was a nice surprise to be given our stroller at the gate rather than at luggage claim (like at Heathrow).  Arriving at immigration, I wish that I could say US Dept of Homeland Security looked out for families like the UK’s Immigration officials did.

We waited for nearly an hour.

Additionally, the security people coming into the country were more anxious and less accommodating than either security on the front end in Atlanta or at Heathrow.  Admittedly, they probably have the most angst ridden job of the four checkpoints we went through but still, there such a thing a common courtesy.

By and large, traveling through airports with children is a breeze.  Give yourself enough time and build in some extra money into your budget.  With those two suggestions you should be fine.

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Traveling With a Kid Totally Rocks: Airport Transfer

Okay, okay.  Travelling with my baby rocks…though now she is a toddler.  This past January while we were visiting the Lake District and West Yorkshire, she did marvelously.  While we didn’t receive the holy grail of traveling with kids (i.e. upgraded), by and large, we were treated with the courtesy that every traveler should be treated.  In this series of posts, I’ll reflect on what I learned traveling with her, what I’ll repeat and what I’ll never do again (queue theme from “Gone With the Wind”).

Travelling Through Atlanta:

Admittedly, Atlanta is not the best city to try to travel in without a car.  The trains don’t go places people want (unless you’re flying in on business), the buses are much the same, but with not frequent service.  And its only getting worse as MARTA just announced budget cuts (but that’s another blog for for later).  We just couldn’t imagine trying to get all our stuff down to the Airport from our house.  There would have been a taxi ride of less than a mile, one train transfer, and the reality that MARTA really wasn’t designed for people traveling with children in mind.

So how would we get our luggage and her”stuff” to the airport?  We hired a town car.  We didn’t need a car seat on the plane and we weren’t renting a car.  Paying for two weeks parking at Atlanta Airport was about $12 USD per day–money we could spend doing something fun.  And there was the promise that they would pick us up at the airport upon arrival.  Door to door service.  Wonderful, right?  Well, this decision was a mixed bag.  On the good side, the driver was pleasant, went out of his way to purchase a car seat just for our trip to and from the airport (he said we could use our won car seat and he would “store it for us”.  Umm.. no thanks.  In exchange for a tip, he asked if we would bring him some chocolate covered peanuts from Marks and Spencer.  The only negative I had was that he forgot to pick us up.  Of course, when he called later in the week to get paid, he says he was there.  But our plane was late and we waited for an hour on top of that.  Out of his “kindness” he didn’t charge us for the return leg of our journey.  How kind.  He should have been there managing a cranky kid whose body clock was turned upside down while waiting for someone who was supposed to call me.

Aside from having to pay an ungodly amount of money to get a taxi to take us home, I think I’ll hire a car again to get to the aiport.  Only this time, I’ll get the driver’s cell phone

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Shopping Anyone? Junction 32 and Trafford Centre

I mentioned before that an American friend of mine visited us recently, and one thing that she and I love to do is SHOP.  Before you judge, you should know that I am VERY good at going through an entire shop without purchasing anything, even when I have twenty quid or so burning a proverbial hole.

I have a few favourite stores that I hit when I need retail therapy.  Next, Monsoon, Clarks, the ever popular Marks & Spencer and others are regular stops on my Trail of Retail Discovery.  However, today I want to focus on two Must Sees if you’re visiting the northern part of the UK and would like to do a bit of shopping:  Junction 32 in West Yorkshire and The Trafford Centre in Manchester.  This is not your charming outdoor market or Saturday church guild craft fair.  This is SERIOUS shopping.

Junction 32 (formerly Freeport Castleford) is an outlet mall on a grand scale.  It’s referred to as a “village” and with good reason.   I’m basing comparison on the giant outlet centres I’m familiar with from the US, like the Tanger Outlets in Commerce, Georgia, or the “Yellow Mall” Prime Outlets in Gaffney, South Carolina.  These centres of discounted goodness have nothing on Junction 32.

Got kids that don’t want to shop?  Right next door to Junction 32 is Xscape, which is a playground complete with a cinema, climbing wall, indoor snow slope, laser tag, and other goodies to keep the rest of the family occupied.  Driving to Junction 32?  There is plenty of parking, though it isn’t really the front door type parking we’re used to in the US.   No car?  No problem.  We took the train in (head for the Glasshoughton railway station) and just had a short walk across the car parks to get to the shopping.  The only problem I could forsee with taking the train is managing the on and off with lots of bags of shopping.

Now then, let’s leave the discounts behind and move toward luxury shopping.  The Trafford Centre in Manchester is luxurious and lovely, and rather looks like a palace on the inside rather than a mall.  While not as easily accessed as Junction 32 via train, there is a bus station AT the shopping centre, so you can get there from here if you can read and understand a bus map. You can even get a bus that runs between Manchester Airport and the Trafford Centre (number 18) so that you can load up on those last minute must-haves just before you fly home.

My favourite bit about the Trafford Centre is hard to pick, but I think it might be SelfridgesWhy, you may ask?  They stock a fairly good (although overpriced) selection of AMERICAN FOOD.  I’m talking Kraft Mac & Cheese, Quaker Instant Grits, and even Goober Grape.

Also, just inside the door is a great sushi place (as great as sushi can be when you’re talking about a restaurant in a shopping mall) called Yo!Sushi.  It’s sushi done as fast food at a counter, complete with a conveyor belt that moves the food alongside your diner style booth or lunch counter seats.

A draw, I’m sure, for families to the Trafford Centre is the Legoland Discovery Centre, boasting over two million lego bricks and fun for kids of all ages.  I know that my niece very much enjoys Legoland down south, so I’m anxious to get back to Manchester to check this one out.  You know, for blogging destination purposes.

So, planning a shopping holiday to the UK (regardless of the current exchange rate NOT being in the US’s favour)?  Be sure to include these two commerical meccas on your agenda.

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Travels With Daisy, Part Five: A Walk in Brontë Country

Worth Valley, from Haworth Moors

While Haworth itself has already been covered here at TOB, I wanted to share something for those looking for a more nature-friendly type adventure here in West Yorkshire.  It’s also very pet-friendly, so it really ticks the boxes for me.  If you take a walk just past the Brontë Parsonage, you’ll come to a gate that leads out onto the Moors.  The first little bit is just farmland and you do have to walk past some houses, but once you get up to the road and cross over, you’re in untamed wilderness…well, as untamed as it can be with footpaths and signs and a few benches for resting and reflection.

The picture above was taken from one of the peaks, and it overlooks a reservoir and other bits of the Worth Valley.  My husband was pointing out landmarks to me as we went along, but all I could see was GORGEOUS so I’m afraid I didn’t retain any of that information.  Next time, perhaps?

Worth Valley as seen from Haworth moor

The walk is an easy one, incline-wise, but can be a bit tricky in spots due to the footpath being an honest to goodness footpath and not a proper pavement path through the moors.  We had planned to go all the way to see Top Withens, the ruin of a house that is said to be the inspiration for the house in Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë.  From Haworth proper to Top Withens is about a three mile walk, which doesn’t seem daunting until you add in the terrain you’re crossing.  It is slightly hilly and there are loose rocks and dirt along the footpath.  I’m not sure how far we got, but we didn’t make it all the way.  Another feature of the moor (that we’re planning to head back to investigate soon) is the Brontë Waterfall. If you follow the link, you can see a 360˚ view of the waterfall in all its beauty.

Interestingly enough, the moors in the Brontë works are metaphors for isolation, desolation, and harsh living.  To me, though, it was an absolute paradise.  You can’t hear the traffic noise up there.  The wind, admittedly gale force on the day we were there, is clean and crisp.  The views will literally take your breath away.

The best part, though, is that all of this amazing scenery costs you exactly nothing…well, except maybe the price of some good walking shoes and possibly a walking stick.  I’m not kidding about some of those rocky bits.  I’m choosing not to blame it on my lack of natural grace and balance, no sir.

Lunch at the Apothecary Guest House Tea Room

Now that you’ve worked up an appetite, walk yourself back down to Haworth and visit the tea room and garden at The Apothecary Guest House in Haworth.  It is located in the center of the village and is very close to where you come off the access ramp from the car park.  I can’t speak to the rooms, but as you can see here, the yorkshire pudding filled with roast beef, roasted potatoes and carrots, peas and topped with gravy was TO.DIE.FOR.  The service was impeccable and the staff seem to be friendly and ready to help with whatever you need to make your meal (and, I would imagine, your stay there) just perfect.  The blue and white china was a nice touch, though my friend Christine did say it made her a bit dizzy while she ate.  We were welcomed to outdoor seating because we had Daisy, and she even sampled a bit of our lunch.  (She gives it four enthusiastic lying in the sun paws up.)

And what of Miss Daisy?  She’s ready for more adventure, I think.

Daisy Surveys Her Kingdom

For more information on taking on your own moor adventures, here are some links that I think would be helpful.  Happy Walking!

Walks on the North York Moors

Walks in West Yorkshire (includes a fab map of the area)

Bronte Country, West Yorkshire

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