Canadian Buffoon European Vacation - Update 01/12 The Rooster Crowed at Five PM
So how did this happen?
Ruby and I had made some pretty major purchases over the last few years. Not the least being a new house.
"No trips for at least the next 3 years." Said I.
"Absolutely. We can't afford any more expenses, right now." Said she.
So Elle is turning 16 in 2013. Sweet sixteen. Pretty big deal. Ya only turn 16 once ya know.
Notice how that tends to get used less and less as you get older.
"You only turn 47 once, ya know!"
Nope. Not that common.
"What are we going to do for Elle's sweet 16?"
So we do what any responsible parent would do.
We go to Vegas.
No! Wait! That didn't happen... well it did, but that was a few years ago.
What we did was, we asked her what she wanted. She already knows she's not getting what she really wants.
Elle watches too much TV I think. (Oh, spare me the perfect parent lament. "You shouldn't let your kids watch so much TV." Yeah, right. Just try and keep 'em from the tube. I dare ya.) When she was 13 or so, she announced she was looking forward to her 16th birthday.
"Okay, honey. Why are you looking forward to your 16th birthday?"
She nonchalantly replies. "Well, you know. You turn 16 and you get a car."
I don't know if she was more hurt or puzzled at my laughing.
Anyway, she's 15 now and "Whaddya want for your 16th?"
"I want to go to Disneyworld."
That's my girl.
So Ruby and I.... well.... I crunched the numbers (Ruby's job is to listen to my dreams and then yea or nay them. Surprisingly she 'yeas' more often then she 'nays'.) and we decided that we could (barely) make it work.
Okay. I don't want to shock anybody, so everyone better sit down.
Ruby is not a big fan of Disneyworld.
Okay! Okay! It's out! Is everyone okay? You! In the back. Close your mouth before a fly gets in there. You, over there. Help that lady back up into her chair, okay? Now, I'll just wait a bit until the administering of CPR is done and the ambulances have taken their collective shocked patients off to wherever shocked patients go.
The last time we were in Disney. I wanted to make sure that the kidlets got to experience as much as possible.
That means rope drop.
That means commando style.
That means go, go, go.
That means that I broke Ruby.
But she was willing to go again... not thrilled... but willing. (She's a good mom)
Flights from Canada to MCO are not cheap. The last time we flew, we first drove 8 hours and overnighted in Minneapolis... same coming home.
Still cheaper then flying out of Winnipeg.
Well, I wasn't finding anything cheap. Not out of Winnipeg, Grand Forks, ND, Minneapolis... nuttin'.
"Geez." I grumbled. "We could almost fly to Europe for the same pri...."
"So, Ruby. Just a thought. A whim if you will. Instead of going to WDW again, what would you say to going to Europe instead??"
I had my arguments in order.
1. We've already been to WDW, it'd be nice to go somewhere else.
2. The kids are getting older. Who knows, now that Elle is turning 16, if she'll be able to travel with us much longer. School, job, boyfriend, etc.
3. My parents took me when I was young (10 or so) and I really enjoyed it.
All Ruby said was, "Let's go for it."
So after much discussion (London, Paris, Cologne, Hanover (to visit relaticks), Munich, Amsterdam) We settled on London, Paris and points in Germany.
Both Ruby and I have ties to Germany, so we wanted to show the girls their 'heritage', if you will.
Then Ruby says, "I never really wanted to go to London, I'd rather go to Italy."
So our Itinerary is Paris, Cologne, Munich/Bavaria, Venice.
Anyone want to come along for the ride? I'm warning you all right here, right now.
We did not, repeat, NOT go to Disneyland Paris. Yes there was a little Disneyesque bit during the trip... but it wasn't that.
(Oh, great. I've just lost the rest of the readers who managed to stay upright after the last shock.)
Well, if anyone's still around. I'll tell ya all about it.
Chapter 1. Really? You really need a link for that? Just scroll up! Oh, fine. Here.
Chapter 2. No really. How did this happen?
Chapter 3. Who knew it was so hard to get to Paris?
Intermission. Funny/Not Funny - real life update
Chapter 4. No! Not that! Anything but that!
Chapter 5. I scream, you scream...
Chapter 6. Seeing an eyeful
Chapter 7. A journey through a strange new world
Chapter 8. twinkle twinkle little tower
Chapter 9. To Hell in a carry-on
Chapter 10. Taken to the cleaners
Second Intermission. Real life update - part deux
Chapter 11. The Rooster Crowed at Five PM
How much did it cost to ship the Wagonqueen Family Truckster to Italy from Winnipeg?
I'm in - the trip soounds great!!
Following along. :)
Oh Good. I still made the front page news.
I mean I made it to page one.
1. Calculate the cost of shipment based on available rates
2. Add in all surcharges such as fuel costs, mileage overages, government licensing fees, etc.
3. Factor in tips and taxes.
4. Figure on an additional 10% for unforeseen expenses
Then throw it all out and add in the usual $10,000 more than the biggest number you thought of.
Just poking my head in to say Hi! I'm here...but a meeting has been scheduled last minute, so I will come back later to respond.
Mike scares me a little. Pretty sure he could beat me up.
Can't wait to read more of this intriguing saga. I'll definitely be along for the ride. Some of my favourite places.
Look kids, there's Big Ben! Look kids, there's Big Ben! Darnit, that would have been funnier if you hadn't skipped London. Ausfhart!
Jill in CO
Welcome, Jill! :goodvibes
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