Salt water sprayed my face and a three-year-old wiggled in my lap as the tender brought us closer and closer to shore.
An older woman sitting next to us looked at me with sympathy in her eyes.
“Are you a single mother?” she asked.
I tried to make my laugh light-hearted as I replied.
“No, just brave or crazy. I can’t decide which.”
I soon learned that you have to be a little of both to travel alone with a three-year-old on a seven-day cruise. Read More…