It is EXTREMELY hard to co-ordinate a family vacation. I mean, one that is out of our home town.
Every summer, all my aunts and uncles from out of town come home, to the great Chennai City, have fun, eat all the food there can possibly be and ALWAYS plan to plan a holiday together, but *BADUM TSS* it NEVER works out.
Well, that was when the adults were doing it.
Sometimes, adults underestimate just HOW MUCH kids are dying for a vacation and to just NOT GO to school (or college) and so this time, my brother and I took it upon ourselves to actually co-ordinate the whole thing. We planned the dates, got it confirmed by both sets of parents, spoke about the living arrangements and how the money would work etc and then gave the parents the part of actually spending the money on their credit cards.
So, in November, my family and I packed out bags and hopped onto a flight (that we almost missed because #traffic) and went on OUR FIRST EXTENDED FAMILY VACATION IN YEARS.
With my mom's (aforementioned) sister, her husband and their two kids, aged two and seven, I HAD A BLAST.
My favourite memory in Goa is with my youngest sister. Being two years old, she will proudly tell you that this is ALMOST THREE, can talk for hours and hours without taking a breath, already loves Snapchat filters, knows her way around a phone, and thinks she's the Queen Of Everything.
We once took this long walk from out hotel rooms to the beach (about ten minutes if you, an adult, were walking) but about twenty with a toddler holding your hand, and THE THINGS WE TALKED ABOUT with such fervor would made you laugh: (including, but not limited to)
1. The Merits and Demerits of the Two Pools in the Resort
2. The Theme For Her THIRD Birthday Party
3. This Funny Thing Her Older Brother Had Done
4. Her Birthday Cake, and how ONLY she can cut it and everyone else could only eat a DOT
5. Her Many School Friends
While I yelled "STEP" "STEP" "STEP" for her to look down and not fall.
I truly love my little sister and I can't wait until she comes to Chennai in December.
Every summer, all my aunts and uncles from out of town come home, to the great Chennai City, have fun, eat all the food there can possibly be and ALWAYS plan to plan a holiday together, but *BADUM TSS* it NEVER works out.
Well, that was when the adults were doing it.
Sometimes, adults underestimate just HOW MUCH kids are dying for a vacation and to just NOT GO to school (or college) and so this time, my brother and I took it upon ourselves to actually co-ordinate the whole thing. We planned the dates, got it confirmed by both sets of parents, spoke about the living arrangements and how the money would work etc and then gave the parents the part of actually spending the money on their credit cards.
So, in November, my family and I packed out bags and hopped onto a flight (that we almost missed because #traffic) and went on OUR FIRST EXTENDED FAMILY VACATION IN YEARS.With my mom's (aforementioned) sister, her husband and their two kids, aged two and seven, I HAD A BLAST.
My favourite memory in Goa is with my youngest sister. Being two years old, she will proudly tell you that this is ALMOST THREE, can talk for hours and hours without taking a breath, already loves Snapchat filters, knows her way around a phone, and thinks she's the Queen Of Everything.
We once took this long walk from out hotel rooms to the beach (about ten minutes if you, an adult, were walking) but about twenty with a toddler holding your hand, and THE THINGS WE TALKED ABOUT with such fervor would made you laugh: (including, but not limited to)
1. The Merits and Demerits of the Two Pools in the Resort
2. The Theme For Her THIRD Birthday Party
3. This Funny Thing Her Older Brother Had Done
4. Her Birthday Cake, and how ONLY she can cut it and everyone else could only eat a DOT
5. Her Many School Friends
While I yelled "STEP" "STEP" "STEP" for her to look down and not fall.
I truly love my little sister and I can't wait until she comes to Chennai in December.
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