In every couple, there’s a travel organiser and a passenger. I know who I’d rather be
There is a genre of travel video doing the rounds on social media, and it goes something like this: A person is shown standing in line at the airport. “Hi,” they say. “My name is John, and I booked the tickets!”
A second person is shown, standing to the side and looking very relaxed. “My name is Jane!” they say cheerily.
The first person does all the organisation, while the second person gets to chill and come along for the ride.Credit: iStock
We see the first person again, this time laden with luggage. “My name is John,” they say, “and I carry the bags!” The second person skips by, holding nothing but a handbag. “My name is Jane!” they trill.
The first person holds up a set of car keys. “My name is John, and I organised the hire car!” The second smiles beatifically, without a care in the world: “My name is Jane!!!”
You get the drift. The first person does all the organisation, while the second person gets to chill and come along for the ride. Or, to put it a different way, they go into Airplane Mode.
Now, I was an organiser for many years. As a divorced mother of three, if I wanted to travel, I needed to plan and execute the trips myself. If I wanted to travel with my kids, I needed to plan and execute a holiday for four........
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