The best holiday ever…
Mark blogs at The Tales of Sonny and Luca and is one of the #CanvasBloggers. They recently went on a family holiday to Lake Garda – he’s written this account of his holiday of firsts for us.
Our Canvas holiday to Altomincio Family Park near Lake Garda was to be a holiday of firsts for our two boys. Their first time abroad, their first time on a plane and their first holiday as a family.
As we waited in the airport, and in an attempt to sidestep Luca’s question about how planes stay in the sky (magic?) I asked them what they were most looking forward to.
“Finally eating some real pasta”, was Sonny’s reply.
As a stay-at-home dad who’s been cooking them pasta twice a week for the past five years I could have been offended.
“Practising my Spanish”, said Luca.
Proof, were it needed, that his passion for languages may be to the detriment of his geography.
“The water slides!”, they shouted in unison.
And they were right to be excited, because what began as a holiday of firsts soon became a holiday of ‘best ever!’
The food was indeed amazing and far better than any Italian dish I’ve served up at home, or as Sonny put it after each and every meal,
“Best pasta, ever!”
Luca really enjoyed learning a whole host of Italian words and phrases, even if the majority just so happened to be flavours of ice-cream.
“Best gelato, ever!”
And the swimming pools and water slides were every bit as good as they looked in the brochure, if not better, with all six days laying claim to be the,
“Best day, ever!”
But as we flew home and reminisced on a fabulous holiday, what surprised me wasn’t that all of the above made it onto their list of favourite memories. Nor was it the pedalo we hired on Lake Garda, the magical evening at Gardaland Theme Park or their mum’s swimming costume mishap on the biggest of the water slides, funny as that was. What really surprised me was that all these wonderful memories were kept off top spot by some simple things that we often take for granted. The very same things I still remember most fondly from my own holidays as a child.
For Luca it was,
And not just because of the fabulous pastries we bought each morning from the on-site bakery, but that we all ate them outside, together. Something, given the hectic nature of modern life, we do all too rarely back home.
And as for Sonny,
“Staying up late. Playing outside when I’d normally be asleep. Playing cards and being the reigning rummy champion!”
Just for the record, the ‘reigning champion’ bit is debatable, but I’ll let it pass.
And their absolute favourite memory, by unanimous decision,
“Making new friends”.
Friends from all across Europe. From Germany to Belgium, the Netherlands to, well, Croydon.
Because just as football is often referred to as a universal language, so too it seems is playing superheroes, Tiggy of the Ground, and ‘who can strike the funniest pose whilst hurtling down a water slide’.
And to cap it all off, Luca even found a young Spanish girl with whom to swap pleasantries, and should she need it, to be reminded of how to count to twenty in her mother tongue?!
It was a holiday packed full of memories for us all, and to quote the boys one last time, it truly was the…
“Best holiday, EVER!”
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