Yes, we’re off for our summer break – finally! I am very happy to announce that the OA after much hemming and hawing did us the favour of applying for leave. It was sanctioned at 2 am one morning just when I was about to give up all hope, leaving us with frantically expensive flight tickets.
I know most people would rather take a quick, painless two hour flight but after the number of 2-day train journeys and endless road trips we’ve taken, I’m actually quite nervous about this. I hate flights. The Brat hates them too. Probably gets it from his mater. We’re like Blu (in the animation film Rio) – we don’t think we should fly! Hell, if humans were meant to fly, they’d be born with wings and feathers, I say. Zooming around the world in a cramped steel capsule is no fun (Is it any wonder I quit air-hostessing within 48 hours?). I love my pit stops, I love the food at each stop, I love the fact that there is no weight limit (I usually carry 4-5 fat novels to read on the holiday) and I can stuff a steel flask of coffee in the car door, hang toys on the back of seats, dry clothes on the dashboard, stuff the car boot till it is ready to burst and not have to get up at the crack of dawn for fear of missing my flight. I love the space on train journeys, I love the station food, I love falling asleep to the motion of the train and the sound of the wheels. Sigh. Why am I doing this to myself?
I realise this is all conditioning of course. I was talking to Cousin J and her parents (Chhota Nana and Nani) a couple of days ago. They have always travelled by train or air and never done the long road trips that I grew up doing. So when Chhota Nana suggested a 5-day-one-way road trip this year, Cousin J cringed in horror. “But what will we do in the car for 5 days?” said the almost 20-year old. The OA agreed. He’s okay with a couple of days – anymore and he’d be dying. Me – I live for such stuff. I’d do a rally anytime (err as a passenger of course!) and am waiting for the kids to be old enough to be left alone with the OA so that I can go off and do these things I want to do. The journey is so much part of the holiday that I feel cheated by flights.
Anyway, we’re off and we’re armed with all the new technology gifted to us. I have a couple of free books loaded on my Kindle (okay so I’m carrying a couple of paperbacks too!) and the OA has the Bloomberg app on his new Ipad. We’ve got a few kiddy games loaded up and we’re all set (yes, we’re taking some dinosaurs along too). Thankfully the kids haven’t taken to it in such a big way but it works as a distraction. Hopefully we won’t need to use it much unless it’s raining badly.
See you on the other side. Up, up and awayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!