“Look kids, there’s
big Ben” was the first thought that came to my mind when I heard my 12 year old
son say “Let’s go to Europe, I want to see the castles and the Big Ben!” my son
was yelling excitedly… I could only imagine our trip turning into another
national lampoon’s vacation story – my son insisting on visiting the castle, my
daughter wanting to shop for ‘European’ clothes and my husband constantly fidgeting
with his iPhone checking his emails & browsing! My first thought was – No
Way!! – I don’t think I can spend 3 weeks like that! I would rather have my
lazy Sunday to myself, watching my favorite TV show and sipping on wine.

But I happened to mention the idea to my close friend, M. I
thought M would think it was an outrageous idea and tell her son (who was my son’s
best friend) to talk my son out of it. Oh .. But how that idea backfired on me?!
She started convincing me of what a wonderful idea it was. “Our kids are best
friends, they will love being with each other. Imagine all the time we will
have to ourselves…you and I will go shopping, our husbands can share their
boring stories of work and technology” she said “It’s going to be a perfect
vacation! Let’s do it!” That's just how M was - spontaneous, ebullient, carefree and vivacious. Me on the other hand... I had always been more cautious than I needed to be, timid about trying out new things and constantly apprehensive of the future. She was the life of the party , I would be in the corner avoiding any eye contact .... she loved roller coaster rides, I hated them...she loved designer clothing and expensive accessories and I couldn't for the love of God get myself to buy a pair of designer jeans much less a LV bag or Chanel purfume.....I always wonder how on earth we became the best of friends?!
Don’t get me wrong, I loved M and her quirky ways – but
a three week long vacation? How could we possibly afford to spend that much time
and money? My husband, S, was not going to be very happy about this escapade we
were planning behind his back!
When S got home that night, we all sat down for dinner. There
was silence for the first 15 minutes, it did not seem to bother S at all. Am
surprised he did not realize that our kids were not quarreling over any topic
today, that they seemed to be on their best behavior.….how could he not sense
something was unusual? Oh well, that is just how men are. They would rather
enjoy their meal than notice their surroundings or family! I broke the news
about the plan to go on a three week long Europe vacation very gently to S. “
Am guessing M had a hand in all this?” he said, raising his eyebrows. He knows how persuasive M can get when she
likes an idea – and frankly, am not all that hard to sway either. To my
surprise, S actually liked the idea – “Well…okay, only remember, don’t go overboard
with the budget “he cautioned me.
M had done a good job of pitching the vacation idea to me.
She had actually managed to get me a little excited about the trip. It was not
that I was not looking forward to some “ME-time”, but I was apprehensive about
the duration – 3 weeks is a long time away from home and my son had dietary
restrictions .. so finding the right food for him was not going to be easy and
to add to all the drama … 4 kids ! Four kids would not have been so much of a
challenge if they were meek, calm and innocent like when they were little
babies, but these kids were on the verge of adolescence…raging hormones ….. bubbling
with rebellion!
I had my doubts about the whole idea, but decided to go
along for the roller coaster ride anyways. So there I was –talking to M about getting
together over the weekend to start planning this ‘thrilling’ vacation. My son
and his best friend had already decided that UK had to be on the top of the
list of places to visit, M had to go to Paris if we were going to go to Europe,
and I was thinking, we are going to Europe … this may be the last time we can
afford such an extravagant trip, might as well visit Italy, Germany and
Switzerland as well! “Hold your horses”, M said, “we might be getting just a
tad bit ahead of ourselves here….there is this little something called the
BUDGET…..remember?” We both sighed, of course….we were not going to get our
cake and eat it too! So, I suggested we talk to a travel agent and request some
catalogs so we could narrow down exactly where we wanted to go.

The catalogs were definitely helpful… besides giving us an
idea of all the sightseeing we wanted to do, it showed us some of the local
attractions and lodging we might be interested in. M and I sat down and
narrowed the list to the key locations we all just had to visit. Now this was
getting real….we were really going to do this! I was feeling anxious yet jubilant,
just the thought of spending three whole weeks from the usual grind was getting
my spirits up. I was looking forward to
some rest and relaxation, maybe…just maybe….me and S would get a chance to slip
away and revive our romance.


It was the day
before our flight…. We were done with all the planning and the packing, the
discussing and the arguing. I had made a long check list of all the things we
had to carry. I was under the impression that I was so systematic and organized
– because I had two lists – one, ‘must haves’ and second, ‘like to haves‘. I
had clearly set a baggage limit and instructed my daughter to not carry her
entire wardrobe. But apparently all the items from the ‘like to haves’ list
sneaked to the ‘must haves’ list a day before the flight, and I had a room full
of luggage – it was as if we had packed our entire home into bags! After negotiation rounds longer than the ones
US diplomats had with Syrian diplomats, me and my daughter reached an
agreement. We somehow managed to get to the airport on time. I was glad to see
M , all ready for a carefree vacation, dressed up in her LV bag and wearing her
sun hat and D&G goggles. “Oh c’mon M” I said, “are you seriously getting on
a flight looking like that? Its

7PM, who needs shades and a hat this hour of
the day?” “Woman, don’t muddle up my vacation vibe” she said. “My ‘ME-time’ has
begun and I shall dress just as I please”. So there we were - all eight of us on our trip
to Europe; some of us a little overdressed for the occasion.
Each day on that trip was a reminder of the most amazing
bonds I share with these people. I have no idea how three weeks went by……we
drove around, ate in some wonderful restaurants, visited some of the most
beautiful sights I’ve ever seen .. and to my surprise, M was right – the kids
got along so well with each other, we barely noticed they were around. My son
got to visit the castle, M got to take pictures at the Eiffel tower, S got to
see Stonehenge and I got a bucket load of wonderful memories. Maybe we did not get to do every activity
that we had planned for, but the beauty of the trip was in the little moments –
the 80’s music blaring in the family van we rented, driving our kids crazy; the
quiet and serene walks on the beach with my husband; the beautiful architecture
and sculptures in some of the museums; the girly gossip M, my daughter and I
indulged in …. nothing can beat those moments! So much for my imagination that
the trip would turn out to be a scene straight out of a National Lampoon’s movie!
