The excitement and anxiety was finally here, having not more than a week into the school year and everybody was already celebrating their soon to come prom trip. People here and there, planning,organizing and cheering about every single memorable detail that would occur in this fabulous trip. Soon all of our school lunches and "get to togethers" consisted on the non stop chat of the Viaje de Prom. I couldn't help it. How was I not going to attend to this one and only experience with my entire grade? I thought I had already dealt with the fact of not going, but it appears that I couldn't let it go. Feeling so angry and betrayed by my parents I decided to sit down and revisit the topic of their final decision, and even though we have had this talk countless times, I might as well try it once more. By the time the discussion was over, the decision was more than final, I was not going to my prom trip. The only thing there was left for me to do was to deal with it and move on.
The next morning after a long talk with my parents, my dad came over to my room and actually explained his point of view towards the dilemma. As he tried to convince and persuade me that he was right, it actually got me thinking, I realized that he was only making this vast decision for my own good, he was so afraid that something might go wrong that he didn't want to let me go, and for some odd reason I understood that.
This conversation got a lot of thoughts wondering inside my mind, making me question why I wanted to go in the first place. And yes, this trip might be the "best" trip of our lives; but what is so great about staying locked inside a hotel for 120 hours? It might seem great at first, but at some point its going to get way too repetitive.
This conversation got a lot of thoughts wondering inside my mind, making me question why I wanted to go in the first place. And yes, this trip might be the "best" trip of our lives; but what is so great about staying locked inside a hotel for 120 hours? It might seem great at first, but at some point its going to get way too repetitive.
This "reflection time" I had with my dad, didn't only consist on naming the perks of not going to the VDP, but it also introduced a great alternative for my October break. As we talked about taking the advantage of my youth and actually getting to visit different places around the world, he suggested maybe going on a trip to Europe or any place of my preference. Even though this alternative wasn't going to include being with my entire grade of friends, it was still an option, so the first thing I did was tell all my friends and ask for advice. This is when the planning began. Knowing that one of my best friends was not attending the trip as well, we decided to travel somewhere different, unique and after an entire day of brainstorming we finally reached our decision. We were first traveling to Madrid, visiting our great friend that currently lives there, and later heading to London where we will soon get to explore an entirely new city.
Planning and moving forward with this trip, got me more and more excited each day. Traveling alone with one of my closest friends to a city we have never met, was mind blowing. This trip had everything I could ask for,tourism, shopping, eating, and night life; what could get better than this?
Planning and moving forward with this trip, got me more and more excited each day. Traveling alone with one of my closest friends to a city we have never met, was mind blowing. This trip had everything I could ask for,tourism, shopping, eating, and night life; what could get better than this?
Closing and making this decision final, made me realize that missing out on the prom trip wasn't so bad at all, and that other opportunities like these will later come along at a time where I am mature enough to make the decision for myself. Experiencing with this, has taught me that if situations like these don't go as we hoped, it is never too late for a plan B, a plan that might actually turn out better than the first.