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Lake Garda, Italy - Part 2: Easy, Peasy, Cheesy Jet...or so we'd hoped!

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Getting us to Italy… As a family of 3, we had been fortunate enough to travel a lot and not too much fazed us when it came to researching, organising and booking our trips. Master S was a seasoned traveller having done something like 18 flights over the 18 months we were based in the Middle East, so he knew the drill too! Throwing Miss S in to the mix added a whole new dimension to planning our travel. Just trying to think about all the logistics of how she’ll get from one place to the next, what happens to her wheelchair as we arrive at the aircraft door? Will we see it again the other side? Is there anything extra we need to do or say to ensure it arrives ok? Will it stay in one piece or will I have to take it all apart? What will she sit in on the plane? Would her car seat fit? Can her GoTo seat be used? SO many questions whizzing their way round our minds and making it all just a little bit daunting! After finding the flights we wanted we called Special Assistance

Lake Garda, Italy - Part 1: Planning our first trip to Italy

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Lake Garda - August 2018 As a family we gave a lot of thought to our summer holiday last year. Although we are now a slave to school holidays and the massive price hikes they endure, Mr S and I, were keen to still do something we really wanted to do at a price we were prepared to pay. We have always liked to try and think ‘outside the box’ and take a step away from where the masses tend to go in the summer. We’d love to visit more of Spain, explore some of the Greek Islands plus much more but all of those destinations come in at a hefty price tag during the school holidays, at least doubling what you would pay outside of school holidays. I must admit I do love a bargain or at the very least, feel I am getting value for money! On various occasions over the last few years, we had thought of Eurocamp and quite liked the idea of it. Mr S had been to a Eurocamp in France as a child and I used to stay at Pontin’s holiday camps a bit closer to home, with my Grandparents in th