Traveling in large group has its ups and downs. There has to be a lateral decision on where to go and what to do. You got to be mindful of the whereabouts of others. Accountability is a must. You have to wait and be waited. One person goes to the store, then everyone has to go as well or wait outside. You can wander around, but never lose distacet. It’s hard to ask when you want to break off from the group. We do get separated into smaller groups every time. Even then, it’s hard to accommodate or please every one.
I’m not an ideal companion for traveling. I’m always stopping. I get behind everybody. It eats me inside whenever I assigned to push strollers of the kids. (Ooops, don’t tell their parents. I’m always glad to help.) I get lost. And I don’t always come back at designated time of return. I once did it in Amsterdam. I shamefully came back alone while everyone was waiting impatiently for me. They were speculating it’s because of the Red Light District. Well, I have no amnesty to reveal. I swear I really got lost from wandering around. That’s the same response I gave when I pulled into question and got a fair warning not to get lost again.
Unfortunately, scatterbrain as I am, I did got lost, once again, in Paris.
I blame Paris. It is so awesome to be there. Even just the idea of being there, I can just breathe in and sigh to the thought of being to one of the most famous city in the world. I could go on and on but it’d be just beating like a hammer. Paris is Paris. You know what to expect.
Lots of places to see, I felt like I don’t want to miss a single path. Out of the 7 countries we visited in 9 days, Paris is the one we chose to stay for 2 days. It’s so easy to get lost in Paris for its beauty. It is also hard to get back. Wha-wha-what happened wa-was… We mind the parking time expiration. I thought I had a little bit more time so I skedaddled taking left turn from the rest of the group and continued my gander. Next time I know, the buildings look the same. The street names are confusing. I was using the Arc de Triomphe but it was still misleading me to wrong directions. And, forgetful than I am, I couldn’t really remember the look of the street to where we parked from the first place. The long distance call got through, I got contacted and was told to meet where everyone was. What happened after the reunion is the mumbling version of what you just read.
The next morning, I had a leash on and my hands were tied.
I did remember when a group of us singles cut loose of the group and went to a sit down restaurant. We get to just relish the moment, indulge in French cooking and to simply relax and enjoy. That pause was quite unforgettable.
Amidst of this all, I heartily treasure every person of the large group I attached myself with when I was Europe. They’ve always been there for me. They can always go pass my screw up’s.
I’m not just trying to sound nice. I put aside the disadvantages of traveling with large group. I truly believe the pro’s outweigh the con’s. You have other people to experience things with. You get to enjoy the location, even when it’s not the most favorable. You get to find something to get a kick at. And, you instantly have someone to take a picture of you, and you have others to take pictures with.