What type of holiday are you?
There is a small battle going in t’bloggerverse right now. It’s all about The Holiday. And I need your votes.
“an extended period of leisure and recreation, especially one spent away from home or in travelling”
Leisure. And recreation.
Those are the important bits in the OED’s definition.
As a family, we have tried most types of holidays. We are big on camping. We love the independence and freedom of self catering. Lack of funds has necessitated a staycation more than a few times over the years.
But a holiday?
Well, come on. Be honest.
If you’re looking for ‘leisure’, and you have children, then a luxury all-inclusive, do-everything-for-you kind of break is the ONLY one in which you stand any chance of having a HOLIDAY.
Camping? Hard work. Fun, for sure, but exhausting. And just at the end, when you’re proper knackered and ready to go home? You’ve got to get that tent down, flip it upside down and clean the underneath of mud and worms and slugs before you can pack it away. Recreation? LEISURE?
Self catering? Real beds, proper cooker, nice views. So far so good. But you’re still the grown up of the outfit. The food still needs buying, the family still expects feeding, the clothes still get dirty and need cleaning, the kitchen floor still needs sweeping. So far so chores-ville.
A Staycation? Easy, comfy, cheap – and you’re still at home, inside the same walls. Enough said.
Like I said. If you’re a parent, and you want a holiday? If you’re looking for Leisure? Seeking time for proper Recreation?
Well quite clearly you need to pay someone else to do the dull stuff. You need (delicious, choice-filled) food ready when you decided you’re hungry. You need someone else to pick the damp (enormous, fluffy) towels up off the floor. And to make the (large, comfortable) beds.
Leaving you to do the fun things. With no jobs to worry about, suddenly you’re free.
It takes a day or two to realise it, and then a deep down peaceful joy descends as you realise that for the first time in you can’t remember how long you have nothing to do.
Nothing to worry about, nothing to see to first… you just get to go be with your family.
To relax in each others company, rediscover how funny, smart and amazing they all are.
Reforge those tattered bonds and just… Be.
And THAT, ladies and gentlemen, is what a holiday is all about.
Now – I need your attention please. As I said way back at the beginnning we’re taking part in a
Blogger Battle fab competition with Parentdish – four bloggers have gone head to head to give their own view of the best type of holiday (in addition to which Parentdish have some ace competitions running, INCLUDING an awesome-scoresome Family Day Trip to Thorpe Park . Oh yes.)
So, if you should perchance agree with ME then do me a favour? Clickety click on the image below, and in the words of the Suffragettes (who, by the way, were ALL about standing up for what you deserve) ‘Vote For ME!‘