”Big traaaaain!” my excited two-year-old bellows as she spies the Eurostar from the platform at St Pancras International. Compared to the clunking Metropolitan Tube line that runs near our house, this sleek, high-speed alternative must seem like a true luxury.
And I’m glad she’s thrilled, because I’d been worried about how to keep this ball of energy entertained for the next three hours. Travelling with a toddler is not for the weak, but I am a firm believer that if we’re going to have bad sleep and tantrums, then we might as well have a change of scenery while doing it. So here we are, embarking on a journey spanning four countries for a trip to Rotterdam.
