Two? What could I write about to fit this week’s Gallery theme? Of course! A tale of TWO European holidays. Two cities, two countries, three years apart (two would have fit the theme better, but it was three).
After our trip to Lake Garda in Italy in 2010, I thought we would never go abroad again.
Pretty much everything that could go wrong did go wrong We had a lost suitcase (including 16 pairs of lost shoes), a lost passport, travel sickness, a trip to A&E and extreme fussiness about food and drink. Everything we ate or drank we had to say to my daughter ‘yes, it’s English pizza/ ice cream/ water’. Because if it was Italian she wouldn’t eat it or drink it. It tasted different, apparently.
So you can understand why we approached our holiday to Barcelona last week with trepidation.
But we needn’t have worried! Everything went right. The kids are three years older and so much more able to deal with change. Frankly, the worst thing that happened was my lady shave being left on in the suitcase so the battery had run out when arrived.
My daughter ate and drank, knowing full well the food was Spanish and still enjoying it. The kids walked for miles without complaining, loved everything we visited and didn’t want to go home. They felt so happy and comfortable there.
We didn’t lose anything and came home with ALL OF OUR SHOES.
Two holidays. Two very different experiences.
(My daughter still shudders at the mere mention of Italy though.)
This post was written in response to a prompt from The Gallery over at Sticky Fingers. Pop over to see how others have interpreted the theme ‘Two’.