I took M and my friends to see Selborne. It was very special to walk down memory lane with them. My daughter had so many questions — what did you do in your free time? Where did you shower? What was your uniform? Did you play outside? Did you pick your roommates? Was your room messy? Such a flood of memories came back! I remembered the utterly stupid/ mean things I did and said and thought. I remembered the nurturing love of some staff and others reacting to Indian culture and being stressed out. I remember learning to play Fighting Solataire, bucket baths, and playing guitar on our bathroom step.
We arrived Sunday. The first day we just focused on getting clean, getting a hot meal, and making sure we had enough blankets. Travel is no no fun. I wonder how I ever did the five day train ride. But I guess I did it without a toddler sleeping with me? The next day we walked to Hebron. My son, upon entering the gate, immediately saw life birds — the very ones he had hoped to see. Was he ever excited. And I must say, he’s a pretty good photographer for a fifth grader! The one below is a black and orange flycatcher.
And below — us on the logs. Here is where we started.
We opted to travel by the tourist steam train up the mountain instead of by bus or jeep. I hate getting car sick. And I love trains. The train had just begun a new summer schedule so there were special gifts and everyone was super excited. Whenever we went through a tunnel, everyone would yell.
At first we saw the mountains in a distance, then we climbed them. We saw waterfalls, monkeys, a wild elephant, purple trees . . . and tea plantations.
Did we ever need a vacation. Yet I feel strange even writing those words, because many people don’t get to go away for a vacation. They only stop working when they are sick or they’ve lost their job. Traveling for a vacation is a sign of being rich, isn’t it? I am so glad that I get to have a vacation.
We ubered, then flew, then subwayed, then trained, then jeeped, then trained there. Phew. And to think the journey was relatively easy to what it was 20 years ago! I am thankful for a husband who is superb at organizing travel.