I’ve extended my time at my trainer, because I cannot even stand myself. Usually I am a big fan of myself so this is unusual.
Anyway, I was there today and we got on the subject of vacation styles. It turns out, she and I would vacation well together, other than the part where she might just up and ask me to do a plank like it’s normal. But for us, we’re on vacation to lounge about. Nothing irks us more than our vacation mate asking, “So, what’s on the agenda for tomorrow?”
“What time do you think you’ll be getting up?”
“Where do you want to go for lunch tomorrow?”
STOP STOP STOP. Having a schedule and a plan is what happens in real life. I go on vacation to get away from all that. Not that I’ve had a vacation since God was a child.
Marvin was a “Let’s go do stuff” vacationer. Often he’d go off for the day, exploring and popping into places, while I lay prone on a beach. We were fine with this arrangement.
The times I vacationed with Ned, I was pleasantly surprised that he was a lounge vacationer. In real life, he’s all What do you wanna do next? What time shall we do it? What will we do when we get there? kind of a person.
So what’s your vacation style?