Memoir Monday: The small accompaniments
The small accompaniments
_Is it dawn already? - I wake up my older sister who sleeps on the bottom of the bunk.
"No, not yet. Go to sleep,” she says annoyed and half asleep. I squeeze my eyes shut, but the excitement of leaving doesn't let me fall asleep.
When dawn breaks, the house turns into chaos because everyone has to be ready at 7 o'clock and there is only one bathroom. Mom makes takeout, Dad checks the car and we, my sisters and I, get ready and put things in our bags.
It's summer vacation and we won't have school for 45 days. Dad and Mom, since they work as laborers at a university, are also on vacation so we use these days to travel, go to the beach or just take a walk in the neighboring states.
Dad, Nancy is making fun of me, says my older sister.
"Dad, Nancy is teasing me,” I repeat, making faces at my sister.
Behave yourselves or we're going back,” warns dad and we all stay quiet.
I always like to ride in the window because I not only see the scenery, the people, I also like to read all the signs on the side of the road.
"There it says Camacuto. Camacuto for sale" - I say out loud as if no one knows how to read. Other times:
"Corn on the cob for sale" - I read and immediately say - "Oh, I want corn on the cob, Dad. Please, please!" - I say insistently and all my sisters also ask for corn on the cob. Our pleas sound like the sound of bees, so Dad is forced to park the car and buy what we want.
While we are eating, we are calm, but not a few miles have passed, when someone says:
_I'm hot. - and we all start repeating - Yes, it's hot, we're hot. Dad buys a PepsiCola, please. We ask and again Dad has to park and buy drinks to cool us down.
The images are from my personal gallery and the text was translated with Deepl
This is my participation this week for our great friend @ericvancewalton's initiative: Memoir monday. If you want to participate, here's the link to the invitation post
You took me on a ride to memories of day trips to the beach, in my dad's Volkswagen. That emotion of not being able to sleep because of joy
is still with me, if I'm going to travel I don't sleep.
Greetings, friend
Yes, likewise. I still don't sleep and now it's not for fear of being left but thinking I might forget something. hahaha. Some things remain in time. Hugs, my friend
Thank you very much for your support, friends @secorama, @ecency
You're welcome!
I used to get the same feeling of not sleeping when we were told we were going to the beach, so I understand you perfectly! You took me back to those happy years of my childhood.
I think it is typical of us kids: not to sleep if we are going to traveling, however, I don't know why I still keep that bad habit. hahaha. I remember that adults had to carry a sack of cash to buy whatever they could get along the way. Thanks for your comment and greetings
Hello @nancybriti1
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Thank you so much for the support, friends of @silverbloggers!!! And especially to my friend @tengolotodo. Many successes for the team!!!
It's a pleasure ... keep on writing Silver Flea!
Family getaways are always exciting plans for the whole family. For me it was not much of the destination but it was more on the time spent together while on our way to the location. I miss the times when we were still young and carefree; and our parents were still healthy who would take us to places. The familiar road that led us to our home brought back some nostalgic memories.
Certainly: it wasn't the destination, it was the journey. Accompanying us, the experience. Thank you for your comment
What a great memory! It reminded me of so many road trips we took as children. It didn't take much to keep us happy back then, everything was an adventure and a new experience. I also slept in the top bunk until I was about 12! My younger brother had the bottom one. Thanks for sharing these memories with us!
I slept upstairs because my older sister was a sleepwalker and my parents were afraid she would fall at any moment in the night!!! :D
Memoir Monday has also been a fun trip, filled with many fond and not so fond memories. It allowed me not only to relive some experiences, but also to meet other people around here. A heartfelt and unforgettable experience. Thank you for creating this initiative and for supporting us so generously. You know how much I admire you. A big hug, my friend
My brother was just too young to be on the top bunk. Memoir Monday has been just as fun for me. I feel like we all know each other a little more deeply now. I'm glad you enjoyed it so much! I'm working on a plan to recreate MM as a self-sustaining community here on Hive, either have it be part of Silver Bloggers or its own separate community--something like Memoir-able. More to come on that. I admire you too Nancy. You are an incredible person! I hope you're having a good week. We're digging out from the snowstorm.
How wonderful! It's great to hear about these plans. You have my humble support, my friend. Silverblogers is a great community and Memoir Monday is a beautiful initiative, so you are the perfect duo. May the sun come soon on that side of your planet. Hugs to you
I read this yesterday and never commented!
All I remember is my younger siblings ... Are we there yet, are we there yet!
No we aren't fluffing there yet!
Awesome road trip memory.. .A big roadtrip hug from me.
Having many sisters (three) could be annoying, especially because I am the second, but also great because we didn't need friends to have a good time: we had fun by ourselves. Big hugs and thanks for the support, my friend.
Well you are the life and soul of any party. I wonder how much peace and quiet your parents got with you in the car 🤣🤣🤣
Here's a saying: boy ain't it people!!! hahaha. I think I could be insufferable, but I'm also the funniest, because I was in charge of telling bad jokes and singing, and I also sing very badly. hahaha. A Wednesday hug for you, Mr. Golfer!!!!