Wednesday, April 8, 2015

unrealistic expectations

So when I found out my parents hadn't planned their trip at all I knew it would fall on me to fill their time with things to do.

My mother wanted to try some french ice cream.  So I took her to my favorite ice cream place, Amorino. We got in line and when it was our turn I asked her what she wanted in terms of flavors.

Whatever just no fruits, vanilla, or chocolate.

Ok, so I ordered caramel.

No, she protested, too sweet!

I began to wonder if she wanted to pay five euros for an empty cup.

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I tried to probe my parents about when they wanted to visit their friends but to no avail.  Then one day my dad said he wanted to go to Belguim. Tommorrow.

So I dropped what I was doing to find them direct train tickets at a reasonable time except they were not guaranteed seats and it would cost them 300 euros.

What? exclaimed my dad, bewildered, I saw tickets for 35 euros.

Not for the next day I explained. They decided to wait a week.

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One day my mother asked me if there were any interesting places to visit close to the metro.

Plenty, I replied where do you want to go?

Anywhere I don't care, she replied.  Just no metro changes.

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My mother doesn't like the "messiness" of hotels so she wanted to go on day trips.

How about Sweden? she suggested.

We decided on London instead.


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