We lined up a five day break at a National Trust cottage in Devon. On the morning of our departure, we had to make sure everything was packed. It wasn't like holidays of old, two of us hanging out at some cheapish hotel. No, no, no. If we were missing something, something for Kai, we'd feel that loss keenly.
We left late in the end - yes maybe that was my fault - and as such the worst case scenario befell us; we ended up searching for the cottage aftre dark fell. Pitch black country lanes with only enough space for one car at a time. I was so scared I vented pee.