This summer I took my six-year-old son, Max, on a big adventure. Two weeks in Costa Rica, exploring volcanoes, spotting sloths, waking up in the jungle to the sound of howler monkeys and leaping over warm Pacific waves while iguanas sunbathed on the beach behind us.
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The potential exhaustion of such an ambitious trip as a single parent with a six-year-old (only staying two nights in each place, several long days on the road in the rainy season, a 10-hour flight) was going to be, I reckoned, manageable because this was an organised tour with high-end accommodation in a country known for being safe and easy for travellers. Not only that, but it was also relatively keenly priced – always a consideration…
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