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Monday, April 20, 2009

Vacation

Photo by Laura Jayne (hey, that is me!)
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Suggested prompt...
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Include a personal vacation in your writing today...
fiction, non-fiction or poetry... just get creative.


(On a personal note... I will be on vacation for a week. Daily prompts are ready and will be here at 12:01 a.m. daily as always, but the choosing of the daily front piece from a week ago will be delayed. I will catch-up my little tomatoes as soon as I return from the beaches of Cabo San Lucas.)


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My husband and I were going on our first real big vacation together. Our baby was only almost five months old and we were flying to Florida. I remembered how much he scolded me for giving into the telemarketer offering a "free" vacation almost a year ago. How he had told me it was all a scam and that we would end up spending too much money. For newly-weds with a brand new baby, the cost was high for a vacation like that. But I wanted to take the offer. I wanted to risk it and go to Florida- just to go. Just to see it. To feel the sand on the beach. To feel the humidity on my skin. So I accepted it and we were tied down into this vacation by obligation because in order to receive the "free" vacation, I had paid $200. So now we sat on the plane, baby on my lap, eyes peering out the little rectangular window. Little did we know that we would be having the most wonderful and most terrible vacation of our lives thus far! What awaited us would be a hotel room flooded with an inch of water (nonexchangeable), a long day of traveling with no way of renting a car without spending too much, brownish-yellow bathwater, hours of salesmen trying to convince us to buy timeshares we couldn't afford, warm humid wind blowing against our faces, a baby that rolls over and finds his toes, the warm salty waters of the Atlantic, the smiles of Sea World life, time to hold hands and share moments of "just us". No regrets.

Dani

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7 comments:

Dan Felstead said...

I will be back but first of all...Laura Jayne...have a great and safe vacation. See you on the upside!

Dan

morganna said...

Cape Cod (a visit)
Grey sea
Tinged with blue
Weather beaten trees
Rolling sand dunes
Tiny towns on the edge of land
Even in summer,
Behind the noise of too many people,
I can hear the silence,
Dread the storms.

Dani said...

My husband and I were going on our first real big vacation together. Our baby was only almost five months old and we were flying to Florida. I remembered how much he scolded me for giving into the telemarketer offering a "free" vacation almost a year ago. How he had told me it was all a scam and that we would end up spending too much money. For newly-weds with a brand new baby, the cost was high for a vacation like that. But I wanted to take the offer. I wanted to risk it and go to Florida- just to go. Just to see it. To feel the sand on the beach. To feel the humidity on my skin. So I accepted it and we were tied down into this vacation by obligation because in order to receive the "free" vacation, I had paid $200. So now we sat on the plane, baby on my lap, eyes peering out the little rectangular window. Little did we know that we would be having the most wonderful and most terrible vacation of our lives thus far! What awaited us would be a hotel room flooded with an inch of water (nonexchangeable), a long day of traveling with no way of renting a car without spending too much, brownish-yellow bathwater, hours of salesmen trying to convince us to buy timeshares we couldn't afford, warm humid wind blowing against our faces, a baby that rolls over and finds his toes, the warm salty waters of the Atlantic, the smiles of Sea World life, time to hold hands and share moments of "just us". No regrets.

Whitney said...

Have fun on your trip, and enjoy the sunny beaches!

Kate said...

We always have these expectations about vacations, like they're going to be everything we want and nothing we don't want. But life is interesting because of the crazy unexpected things that happen. Vacations wouldn't be fun if it weren't for the shady gas stations you stop at when you get lost, or the tour guide who has a lisp that rivals Jim Carrey's in The Cable Guy.

My extended family rented a cabin in the Adirondack mountains one summer and about 15 of us went to stay at the cabin for a few weeks. One afternoon, I volunteered to stay back at the cabin and babysit while everyone went for a hike. The babies were napping upstairs in the playpen and I was curled up on the deck with my copy of The Catcher in the Rye.

After a while, I heard distant crying that signaled to me that someone had woken up. I put down my book and went upstairs to pick up the crying toddler. I opened the door to the bedroom and there was Jillian, standing in the playpen, diaper off, and holding her poop in her hands. When I came in, she started to laugh, and said, "Poop." I burst out laughing and said, "Yes! Poop!" I picked her up under her arms and held her at arms length as I carefully carried her to the bathtub. I sprayed her with the shower head until she returned to her clean state. Later I found out that she had been in a phase lately in which she hated the feeling of diapers on her skin, so she tended to take them off. It is still one of my fondest vacation memories to date!

SSQuo said...

The ship docked
One night of debauchery, she thought

Dressed in black
She descended
The red peep toe heels
Leading the way

She walked
Toward the sounds

His twinkly eyes
Oh forget it!
His gorgeous bod
I need it, she said out loud

He noticed her toes
With a devilish grin

‘Twas morning
He still lay there
They ate eggs and sausage
Drank coffee and orange juice

The morning after
They lay in the sun
Time was limited
Time was all they had

And then, he chose a memory
And went ‘Click!’

cagrowngirl said...

Vacation
A small get away from the daily life and tribulations

Vacation
A GoGo's song

Vacation
A wish that has gone on for too long

I went on vacation this year and had to:
1. Find a responsible person to watch my 17 yo
2. Board 3 dogs

I flew a day to get to my destination
Celebrated my birthday with friends - it was a blast
Ate good food, ate some more and ate even more

Spent time with family
Headed back to grind

Vacation
Oh, is still on my mind!!!