My son's first summer vacation - and we are spending it at home! It's blazing hot in most parts of the country and so we decided just to sit back and do all the fun things that we had planned but never got down to. No summer camps, no retreats and no road trips. Just waking up when the sun pours in, eating summer fruit and home made bread and cheese and heading out to greet the day.
Swimming every morning is a must - and we go to Bangalore club, meet all the old regulars, say hallo to the swimming coaches and splash about for an hour, thoroughly refreshed at the end of it.
Then it's time for our snack, and we open our tiffin box with great gusto. I sit back and relax and my son splashes in swimming pool puddles, urges the swimmers to jump in (and make more puddles!) and walks around looking for fallen baby coconuts.
Occasionally we shop, trying to avoid the big malls (my son trying to steer me to toy shops).
We get back home in time to water the garden (with more splashing) and eat a light, cool lunch. Then it's time to crash and wake up for an evening walk to a neighbouring pond. We keep some time aside to hear music, paint or build trucks and cook a special dinner after which we read our favourite books.
In the midst of all this, we try and meet all the friends we couldn't during school time- this is truly enjoyable and enriching. As the world shrinks, it seems our lives do too unless we make an effort to stay in touch with people. So we have spent our time inviting and cooking for family and friends, making mango tarts for my husband's lab, meeting people in Bangalore club and elsewhere for a meal or just a chat, and visiting a few homes.
We have returned with freshly churned white butter for our breakfast, hollow papaya straws (to blow soapy bubbles), fresh green papaya (to convert into meat tenderiser for biryani), freshly picked Coorg oranges and lemons for marmalade, a bottle of splendid champagne and most of all- happy memories that will stay with us forever.
Swimming every morning is a must - and we go to Bangalore club, meet all the old regulars, say hallo to the swimming coaches and splash about for an hour, thoroughly refreshed at the end of it.
Then it's time for our snack, and we open our tiffin box with great gusto. I sit back and relax and my son splashes in swimming pool puddles, urges the swimmers to jump in (and make more puddles!) and walks around looking for fallen baby coconuts.
Occasionally we shop, trying to avoid the big malls (my son trying to steer me to toy shops).
We get back home in time to water the garden (with more splashing) and eat a light, cool lunch. Then it's time to crash and wake up for an evening walk to a neighbouring pond. We keep some time aside to hear music, paint or build trucks and cook a special dinner after which we read our favourite books.
In the midst of all this, we try and meet all the friends we couldn't during school time- this is truly enjoyable and enriching. As the world shrinks, it seems our lives do too unless we make an effort to stay in touch with people. So we have spent our time inviting and cooking for family and friends, making mango tarts for my husband's lab, meeting people in Bangalore club and elsewhere for a meal or just a chat, and visiting a few homes.
We have returned with freshly churned white butter for our breakfast, hollow papaya straws (to blow soapy bubbles), fresh green papaya (to convert into meat tenderiser for biryani), freshly picked Coorg oranges and lemons for marmalade, a bottle of splendid champagne and most of all- happy memories that will stay with us forever.
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