Day 1-2
So I thought that packing issue will be the only one at least for the few days... oh no, I was ABSOLUTELY, COMPLETELY mistaken. The universe wasn't done with me yet and so I faced something really funny as we got to the city center.
Hotel room:
How do I say this... When I walked in the hotel room I saw only one big bed for 2 people. Okay- I thought, maybe the other one is behind the corner or something... NO! That bed was and is the only place for the two of us to sleep. And this is how the story goes: for the next 2 WEEKS I am sleeping back to back with my mom. Yes, it is my life, enjoy yours, you functional human-being.
But this isn't a real struggle. I've never lived in the luxurious 5-star hotel rooms and I'm used to small uncomfortable issues like packing one suitcase or sleeping in one bed with my mother. The one thing I hate the most is when she thinks that she is 100% right just because she is older and "knows it better". And this is what happened on the second day of our trip(I was hoping that it would happen after a week under the same roof):
So I thought that packing issue will be the only one at least for the few days... oh no, I was ABSOLUTELY, COMPLETELY mistaken. The universe wasn't done with me yet and so I faced something really funny as we got to the city center.
Hotel room:
How do I say this... When I walked in the hotel room I saw only one big bed for 2 people. Okay- I thought, maybe the other one is behind the corner or something... NO! That bed was and is the only place for the two of us to sleep. And this is how the story goes: for the next 2 WEEKS I am sleeping back to back with my mom. Yes, it is my life, enjoy yours, you functional human-being.
But this isn't a real struggle. I've never lived in the luxurious 5-star hotel rooms and I'm used to small uncomfortable issues like packing one suitcase or sleeping in one bed with my mother. The one thing I hate the most is when she thinks that she is 100% right just because she is older and "knows it better". And this is what happened on the second day of our trip(I was hoping that it would happen after a week under the same roof):
The morning of the second day started pretty early for us because of very big time-zone change. We woke up at 6 a.m. and at 7:30 we were already on our way to explore the city. Let me get it straight: I am pretty good at orienteering in the new city but my mom is NOT. I simply forgot the fact that she sucks at it because we haven't been traveling together for ages. So when we were deciding on which way to go to end up at the famous monument I said: "We should go right, because the map says so". The reply to me was: "No, we're going left because I'm older and I know it better". For the tiny second I had a thought that maybe I was going the wrong way and needed to reassess my life decisions... NO! This is clearly the wrong thought , too sad I can surely say this only now. Anyways, it so happened that we have spent an hour walking in the wrong direction to the end of the street. When we realized (well, my mom realized) what's going on, I couldn't care less about our destination point I just wanted to show her that I was right and she was wrong.
From this point it can all go only either downhill or high-up. Well, I suggest we wait and see :)
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