I've never seen Forrest Gump, but his insight into the metaphorical value of chocolate boxes has me both intrigued and inspired. This inspiration particularly grew in my mind as I spent my 'pre-Christmas build-up' living away from my family for the first time. Homesickness and spending a little too much time thinking about present buying melted together into some deep thought this December...
What is your favourite Christmas song? Chances are you have about 50, there are just too many to choose from that evoke merry memories of champagne popping and present shopping.
As much as I love to join the flurry of pre-christmas consumerism to the angelic voice of Justin Bieber's Mistletoe, there really is only one Christmas Carol(e) that I can truly shop along with...Ladies and gentlemen: My mother.
Apparently at uni, 'tis the season to be revising. The books are out, the stress is on and Christmas is just around the corner. The will to feel okay about being loaded with exams is far from present. Is it some kind of right of passage to earn my Christmas break?
Ahh, the family holiday; a time to road trip, reconnoitre and relax.... YEAH RIGHT! We've all been there, and as much as we love the life long memories of adventure these trips will undoubtedly leave us with, they are not the easiest of experiences. You can forget personal space and you may want to reevaluate your threshold on 'family banter' because believe me, you've got to have some serious strength to withstand the 7am rises on top of jet lag on top of arguments on top of rude waiters without at least 12 nervous breakdowns. Minimum. But never fear because where there's a will, there's a way and where there is a case study of a highly eclectic group of road trippin' Brits, I can pass down a few top tips on how to survive the family holiday. (WARNING: results may vary.)
So, here we go...
Take a sip from the cup of my mind, and let the thoughts brew...