I got back to England on Wednesday, after the most turbulent flight of my life. I hate flying. It's getting worse the older I get. On this most recent tempt of fate (aka. flight), I gripped the in-flight pillow for over an hour with sweaty palms as our 737 was tossed around in the air. Even the flight attendants were instructed to sit down. I said my final prayers and prepared for the imminent plunge into the Atlantic. I checked for my life vest under the seat (thanks for the paranoia, mom), and went through the emergency landing procedures in my head. Needless to say, the plane held strong and I live to tell the tale of the HORRIBLE flight. It has come to my attention that my issues with flying may be past those of normal fliers; and yes, I am a freak. It's pretty ironic that flying seems so incredibly life-threatening to me, while Jonathan has decided to make a living out of it.
After my near-death experience (yes, I am exaggerating...just go along with it), I spent over 8 hours getting home from Gatwick airport (normally the trip should take about 2 1/2 hours). So that was fun. And very British. I forgot how "British" this country really is. But I did miss England while I was in the States. It's good to be home.
Saturday 27 September 2008
Saturday 6 September 2008
Honeymoon in Hawaii...with my parents?
My parents and I take off for Hawaii tomorrow morning, and I am just a little bit excited!! My mom and I are tagging along on my dads work trip. And yes, my dad will actually be working. In fact he is not really going to have ANY time off at all. So, THANKS to dad for working hard so that mom and I can play harder!
Initially I felt bad for tagging along with my parents to Hawaii...especially since they have never had a formal honeymoon (even though they have been married for over 34 years!) and my mom has never been to Hawaii. Though once I learned my dads work schedule while there, I realized that this might actually be a honeymoon for my mom and I to share. My husband will be working hard in Las Vegas for training (ONE more month to go until he comes home!), my dad will be in meetings all day and my mom and I will be holding hands while sipping cocktails next to the pool. By cocktails, I mean that my mom will be sipping a water (or some other non-alcoholic beverage) and I will be sipping some crazy good drink with an umbrella in it. KCamp (my mom) has NEVER had an alcoholic drink in her life. I will definitely miss the hubby, but I have no doubt that my mom and I will have fun. I keep trying to talk her into snorkling with me. Since introducing the idea about a week ago to her she has come up with multiple reasons why snorkeling is a very "risky" activity.
#1: Severe back sun burns have been increasing in the past several years in Hawaii--many tourists have been hospitalized with infections. (Note to tourists who are snorkeling without applying and reapplying sunscreen and/or wearing a shirt: YOU WILL GET A SUN BURN)
#2: Many snorkelers die every year...by drowning. Turns out people don't think to stop breathing through the snorkel when a large wave goes above their heads. (Note to tourists: Don't breath water through snorkel...your lungs don't like that.)
#3: There is an inherent risk of shark attack when snorkeling. Now, I am not going to fight this one with my mom...after all I am still convinced that I saw Jaws in the man-made British lake that I swam in.
I am determined to snorkel with my mom. I am just going to feel incredibly guilty if she drowns while getting a severe sun burn and getting attacked by a shark. Oh well, the risk is worth it!
ALOHA!
Initially I felt bad for tagging along with my parents to Hawaii...especially since they have never had a formal honeymoon (even though they have been married for over 34 years!) and my mom has never been to Hawaii. Though once I learned my dads work schedule while there, I realized that this might actually be a honeymoon for my mom and I to share. My husband will be working hard in Las Vegas for training (ONE more month to go until he comes home!), my dad will be in meetings all day and my mom and I will be holding hands while sipping cocktails next to the pool. By cocktails, I mean that my mom will be sipping a water (or some other non-alcoholic beverage) and I will be sipping some crazy good drink with an umbrella in it. KCamp (my mom) has NEVER had an alcoholic drink in her life. I will definitely miss the hubby, but I have no doubt that my mom and I will have fun. I keep trying to talk her into snorkling with me. Since introducing the idea about a week ago to her she has come up with multiple reasons why snorkeling is a very "risky" activity.
#1: Severe back sun burns have been increasing in the past several years in Hawaii--many tourists have been hospitalized with infections. (Note to tourists who are snorkeling without applying and reapplying sunscreen and/or wearing a shirt: YOU WILL GET A SUN BURN)
#2: Many snorkelers die every year...by drowning. Turns out people don't think to stop breathing through the snorkel when a large wave goes above their heads. (Note to tourists: Don't breath water through snorkel...your lungs don't like that.)
#3: There is an inherent risk of shark attack when snorkeling. Now, I am not going to fight this one with my mom...after all I am still convinced that I saw Jaws in the man-made British lake that I swam in.
I am determined to snorkel with my mom. I am just going to feel incredibly guilty if she drowns while getting a severe sun burn and getting attacked by a shark. Oh well, the risk is worth it!
ALOHA!
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