Yup, I allowed the husband to do it to me yet again! Now before your naughty minds start wandering, let me elaborate. You guys might remember the 'Mumbai trip' I went on last year. Just before the scars could heal (yeah, it takes me a bit of time!), my husband (a klutz, when it comes to travel) has gone ahead and done it again.
When my husband said that he has a long weekend coming up, and that maybe we should head to Vishakapatnam, it did not make me jump up for joy. In all fairness, I cannot say that my husband has ever taken me on a hassle free trip. Even the honeymoon trip to Vizag (don't rub your eyes, you really did read it correct. We went to Vizag for our honeymoon. By the time the festivities died down, we were seriously poor!), he manage to pull of his signature klutziness. He wanted to show me around. After I got dressed in a nice dress with white pants, he came up with a brilliant idea. 'Why don't we bike it out?' he asked. So we went and borrowed his brother's bike. And by them we reached home, I was wearing brown pants! It was covered in slush. I must have forgotten to mention the affinity my husband has for potholes. We might be on the left lane. But far ahead on the right if there is a pothole, we will surely go through it.
Anyways, getting back to our trip recently, till the day of our travel, the train reservations were not confirmed. It finally did come through though. I can never sleep on train/bus journeys. So I spent the next two days in a sleepy haze. Then it is time to get back. This time, our reservations did not come through. So we spent half a day hunting for something that will get us back. We had two cranky kids on our hands too. I thought we could fly back. But people, can you imagine how much I was expected to shell out for a half our flight. 40K!!! Does money grow on trees these days? My family can fly to Singapore and still have money left over for shopping, with 40K!!
So anyways, we chose the bus, for which we paid double the normal fare. Again, no sleep! The driver slam-braked the entire journey. I kept sliding down the reclining seat. The back hurts, legs are swollen, I tell you, it was pathetic. I wish I could have torched that bus! :D They don't make it for people.
I told myself that I will try and learn how the train system works, but I did not. I am just limping back to normalcy. I have begun to hate travelling, with a passion. The next time, my husband say the word, I am gonna bolt.
I hope you guys had a better weekend.
8 comments:
Oh ho! Hugs Bins. Take good rest.
Hw is Neha dng?
Oh dear...again with no confirmed tickets....I am telling you - you do the booking...
I can understand the difficulty with two kids too... (two ???? )
Plan better next time. ;) ;)
That does sound awful, butterfly..mayb u shd take charge the next time and plan the holiday instead:)
Oh no, poor baby :-(
The pothole part cracks me up though :-D
Ouch Ouch.. and I second Uma.. two kids? hmm.. did I miss something now!
But yeah.... if you want the trip done right, do it yourself.. hehe.
Well. consider it an adventure.. and its done with.
ohh..that does sound sad and beaten! mebe he'll get better with time..or as others ve suggested volunteer to do the planning thing. better luck next time.
Hmm, again? I am ok with travelling by myself without reservations; but with kids I get worked up. As others suggest, next time you do the planning :)
two kids? What did I miss....??? :) I am looking forward to your next blog entry about travel ...
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