i hate 'last day of vacation'

a vacation is a vacation - be it a 20 day abroad trip or a 2 day weekend. why should a vacation ever end? that's what i wonder at the end of all vacations. that's what i was thinking to myself on the sunday of this past long weekend.

there was so much excitement building up in the days before the vacation. even though we were going to a place that all of us must have been to 3 times before on an average. still, there's that feeling of getting away from the routine work life, being with friends, eating, drinking, playing and just having pure fun.

and that's what we exactly did. we were blessed by beautiful climate, a very spacious bungalow, good food and lots of fun. i have to seriously thank God for giving me friends that plan the trip so well - right from deciding on the place, to the logistics, to the day to day accounts, food, fun et al.

we did exactly what we had set ourselves up for. eat - drink, laugh, sleep, play. but good things have to necessarily come in small packages, right!

it was the last day of the trip. though i must've told myself on the night before of every trip not to get depressed and make most even of the last day, i still get up with a grim looking face. though i might not say it out loud, i am still thinking inside that i hate that the trip is ending. coming back home is not fun at all. going back to work the next day - nothing can be worse, seriously!

on a positive note, if i didn't have the bad 'last day of vacation' feeling, i wouldn't be looking forward ever to go on another getaway soon :-)

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