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Backstory: we are going on a Family Trip for Christmas. One of those godawful, please-shoot-me-now guided package tours, this one to Lake Garda. Most of the week will be spent touring the peecturesque heestorical veellages around the lake that nobody could give two fucks about, even my mother, at whose insistence we are going on this trip. Everyone is, however, excited to see Venice - for all the four hours total we will spend there trying to keep up with the tour guide and not getting a chance to actually see anything properly, after two hours on the train to get there and two hours back, and then never being able to convince my mother to go back at a later date, because then we'll have already done it.
I have work to do. I have books to read and essays to write, and I am stressing about getting RP things done before leaving. I have no desire to sit with 30-odd old-age pensioners and families with tiny whingy children for dinner on Christmas day, after spending the entire Christmas afternoon sitting around in a hotel room in bumfuck nowhere in the Italian mountains, and have to listen to the kind of Local Entertainment that drives you to attack your own eardrums with a fork. I am not just making up worst-case scenarios - we went on a trip with this same travel company last Christmas.
I have vocally expressed my desire to NOT go on this trip. My sister has done the same. As has my dad.
Today, my mother was told by her doctors that medically, it would be imprudent of her to go on this trip, because her energy levels =/= awesome.
I swear, I could feel the malicious, harpy-like sadism radiating off her as she told us that she, at whose sole screeching insistence we are going to this place that she does not care about in order to spend time together as a family (in contradiction of her false reassurances that we will be allowed do our own thing on the guided trip without her ripping us a new one), will be spending most days just chilling in the hotel, going to the spa, etc etc, because she has to take it easy, but it will be cool, BECAUSE AT LEAST THE REST OF US WILL BE HAVING A GOOD TIME TOURING THE PEECTURESQUE VEELLAGES OF LAKE WHO GIVES A FUCK.
lksjdfl;jgksdhbkfjls/ARGH.
*PRIMAL SCREAM OF RAGE*
I have work to do. I have books to read and essays to write, and I am stressing about getting RP things done before leaving. I have no desire to sit with 30-odd old-age pensioners and families with tiny whingy children for dinner on Christmas day, after spending the entire Christmas afternoon sitting around in a hotel room in bumfuck nowhere in the Italian mountains, and have to listen to the kind of Local Entertainment that drives you to attack your own eardrums with a fork. I am not just making up worst-case scenarios - we went on a trip with this same travel company last Christmas.
I have vocally expressed my desire to NOT go on this trip. My sister has done the same. As has my dad.
Today, my mother was told by her doctors that medically, it would be imprudent of her to go on this trip, because her energy levels =/= awesome.
I swear, I could feel the malicious, harpy-like sadism radiating off her as she told us that she, at whose sole screeching insistence we are going to this place that she does not care about in order to spend time together as a family (in contradiction of her false reassurances that we will be allowed do our own thing on the guided trip without her ripping us a new one), will be spending most days just chilling in the hotel, going to the spa, etc etc, because she has to take it easy, but it will be cool, BECAUSE AT LEAST THE REST OF US WILL BE HAVING A GOOD TIME TOURING THE PEECTURESQUE VEELLAGES OF LAKE WHO GIVES A FUCK.
lksjdfl;jgksdhbkfjls/ARGH.
*PRIMAL SCREAM OF RAGE*
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Long shot, I know. But. Augh. *sends tea, stat*
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Because surely Kelly's in Rosslare would be much more relaxing for your mother, doing away with the whole necessity of flights and godawful travel while still providing luxurious spa rest and relaxation time. And you know, the ability for the rest of you to stay in Dublin.
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Sorry, kiddo. I'll cross my fingers for you getting to stay at home.