Not all holidays are equal

2 Jul

Back in the year 2000, Steve and I booked a long weekend in Southern Spain.  We used to do that kind of thing quite a lot.  We were both working, but had good holiday entitlement, and we made the most of it.  We’d keep an eye out for cheap flights, thumb through the Lonely Planet to find a hotel, shove a few things in a backpack, and head off.  Why not?  We didn’t have any ties, so we crammed as much travel in as we could.

But this trip was a little different.  A few days before we left, we’d had a conversation one evening on the sofa.  About how we’d been together for seven years, and we couldn’t imagine ever being with any one else.  And neither of us was getting any younger.  So maybe it was about time we got married and had children.

Even when you’ve been with someone for seven years, that’s quite a big conversation to have.  And quite a scary decision to make.  A decision that takes a lot of thinking about.  A lot of talking about.

So, while we visited the wonderful Alhambra, stood on the dizzyingly high bridge over the gorge in Ronda and wandered around Seville, stopping to drink freshly squeeze orange juice in moorish-tiled cafes, my mind was somewhere else.  I was excited, and nervous, couldn’t concentrate.   Were we really going to do this?  Was it the right thing to do?  Would it all turn out OK?

Turned out it was the right thing to do.  And it did turn out OK.  More than OK.  But I still can’t think of that week without getting that feeling of nervous anticipation all over again.

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This post was for The Gallery. I was very honoured this week to have inspired the prompt ‘Holidays’.  As you might expect, I had rather a lot of pictures to choose from.  And while this picture isn’t necessarily my best holiday photo, I like the story attached.

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PS I showed this post to Steve, who bizarrely has absolutely no memory of the fact that we’d had THAT conversation just before this holiday.  Hopeless.

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38 Responses to “Not all holidays are equal”

  1. jfb57 02/07/2010 at 5:04 pm #

    How lovely to have the picture as well as the memory. You are so lucky that it was special. Sometimes they just happen like whilst in a garage waiting to fill up with petrol (I kid you not!!)

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 02/07/2010 at 5:07 pm #

      The original conversation was not so special. We were watching Changing Rooms at the time. As you do.

  2. shar13 02/07/2010 at 5:29 pm #

    Yet another lovely piece, what is the picture by the way?
    My reading glasses are at my son’s house 2 hours away, so I might not be able to see it, or am I just thick?!

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 02/07/2010 at 5:31 pm #

      It’s a door knocker in the shape of a bull!

  3. Heather Davis 02/07/2010 at 5:33 pm #

    The story is lovely & the prompt well deserved. Always love reading your posts.

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 05/07/2010 at 2:57 pm #

      Thank you x

  4. Nickie@Typecast 02/07/2010 at 9:19 pm #

    Such a clear memory for you – definitely special. I did wonder what you were going to do for this prompt 🙂

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 05/07/2010 at 2:56 pm #

      It was hard to choose. I have so many holiday photos!

  5. Red Ted Art 02/07/2010 at 9:27 pm #

    I think it’s a fabulous photo! And even more amazing story attached! How lovely! Great to have inspired The Gallery!

    Maggy

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 05/07/2010 at 2:54 pm #

      I know, I’m so proud!

  6. Deer Baby 05/07/2010 at 2:45 pm #

    Laughing at the Changing Rooms bit in the comments! Ahh what a lovely memory. Can understand why you were a little preoccupied on your trip. But it’s worked out beautifully and now you’re about to embark on an even more exciting trip – together – and with those children you talked about on the sofa – in tow.

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 05/07/2010 at 2:56 pm #

      The weird thing is, my OH can remember the holiday, and remember the conversation, but not that the two were at the same time. He came over all emotional when he read the post, because he says he had no idea I felt like that. Infact, I’m going to edit the post…

  7. Mummy V 05/07/2010 at 9:24 pm #

    Gave me shivers to read, remembering when we made these same huge decisions. I love these parts of Spain too, also brought back memories for me, so magical.

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 07/07/2010 at 8:33 pm #

      Ooh, I gave someone shivers! Cool.

  8. Harriet 07/07/2010 at 8:22 am #

    I’m loving the fact that Steve can’t remember! It seems to happen a lot in this house too – the stuff that’s significant to me, passes him by, and vice versa. Also delighted you had your chat in the most mundane place. So did we! Am always a bit suspicious (aka jealous?!) of those who had sparklers and moonlight!

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 07/07/2010 at 5:39 pm #

      We tried to do the whole romantic thing on the bridge at Ronda, but it all felt a bit fake, seeing as the discussion had already been had. We went for a beer instead.

  9. Mirka Moore 07/07/2010 at 9:24 am #

    Oh, such a lovely post. Guys are hopeless, they remmeber only unimportant things 😉

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 07/07/2010 at 8:33 pm #

      Thank you 🙂

  10. Michelle 07/07/2010 at 9:37 am #

    Aww what a lovely post. Typical men they can’t remember a conversation like that;-)

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 07/07/2010 at 8:32 pm #

      I know, they’re hopeless about some things aren’t they?

  11. Nova 07/07/2010 at 10:08 am #

    What a lovely memory. We’ve been there too, a few times. Lovely place.

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 07/07/2010 at 8:31 pm #

      It is, isn’t it?

  12. Pants With Names 07/07/2010 at 10:32 am #

    So typically male! Southern Spain is amazing though. Alhambra and Granada got to be one of my favourite places of all time. Have you been back since?

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 07/07/2010 at 10:53 am #

      No, never have. We got married, got pregnant, went to the seaside. One day.

  13. Trish@ Mum's Gone to 07/07/2010 at 10:34 am #

    Love your knocker!!

    Someone else on the gallery has mentioned Seville too. It’s on our list for an autumn city break. Would our teen like it?

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 07/07/2010 at 10:44 am #

      I think so, lots of lovely cafes, flamenco dancing, bull fighting and staying up late.

  14. kerry @ miss power writes... 07/07/2010 at 11:01 am #

    what a lovely story and a fantastic memory to have!

    i have a similar memory from our trip to south america – it was whilst staring in awe at the moreno glacier in argentina that jim and i decided we were going to try for a family when we got home (post marriage that is!)

    was the first time we’d talked about it properly and it still gives me butterflies when i think about it

    now what are the odds that he won’t rememember the conversation in 10 years time?! high i reckon! hahaha x

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 07/07/2010 at 11:13 am #

      They really are hopeless. I can’t believe he doesn’t remember it. We spent ALL week talking about it.

  15. Jenni 07/07/2010 at 11:14 am #

    I love the way photos can transport you back to an event or conversation. Great story too!

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 07/07/2010 at 8:30 pm #

      Thank you

  16. tiddlyompompom 07/07/2010 at 11:18 am #

    that’s lovely 🙂

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 07/07/2010 at 8:30 pm #

      Thanks

  17. Him Up North 07/07/2010 at 11:32 am #

    Intriguing picture with a brilliant story behind it. We decided to marry just prior to holidaying too but actually took the plunge while there. Seems like decades ago! LOL

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 07/07/2010 at 5:41 pm #

      It’s a bit of a random picture. I took more ‘obvious’ ones, but for some reason this is the only one on my computer, the rest are slides.

  18. @jencull (Jen) 07/07/2010 at 4:52 pm #

    Wow, that is a big memory to have attached to a holiday. I remember that feeling though and like, it was the right thing to do 🙂 Jen

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 07/07/2010 at 8:29 pm #

      I guess sometimes you’re just really nervous for the right reasons. Because it’s such a big deal.

  19. Jackie 07/07/2010 at 6:11 pm #

    What a brilliant story! I had to laugh though that he didn’t remember the conversation linked to the holiday, my husband’s like that too. I have much clearer memories of our wedding day than him, never mind the conversations beforehand!

    • itsasmallworldafterallfamily 07/07/2010 at 8:27 pm #

      I’m glad it’s not just mine, I won’t take it so personally!

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