Friday Fun – Chutku’s travel tales

How could I not put up even a single Friday fun during the blogathon πŸ™‚

We did quite a few holidays the last year, as if to compensate for the non-travel of 2013 πŸ˜€ All those details will definitely be fodder for further posts but Chutku alone on travels can give me fodder for atleast 1 post πŸ˜›

For all the road trips we did – be it Jog falls/Kabini/Kanyakumari – I only needed to tell him that we have to start really early the next day morning – while it was still dark and the little fellow would be so excited that he would keep waking up through the night to check if we had to start πŸ˜€ He seems to have got that from me – he loves to start while its still dark and listens to us like a dream while getting ready πŸ˜€

Chutku searched for friends his age, where ever we went – he went and said hello to a few kids too. In Jaipur, during lunch time we saw another couple with a 5year old girl having lunch. That kid was also so full of enthu, that she kept calling him and they kpt running around the tables and pillars of that small place – and we somehow fed him bits and pieces of lunch. He was once more thrilled to see the same girl at Amer Fort – his excitement was acenuated when she also walked up to him and called him!

Again, on the last day at Ranthambore, the lodge we stayed at was run by a family who have a 3year old girl – that girl too kept meeting us in the lawn every time we went out to eat and kept calling Chutku to play – so much, that on the last day, we just let him play with her for sometime just so both will be happy! πŸ˜€

The same thing happened during the 1 day we spent at Poovar island too – he made friends with another girl his age, played with her and happily even danced with her that evening during the music show πŸ™‚ That girl apparently even asked the next day where Chutku was, as she wanted to tell him bye before they left πŸ˜€Β  I wonder why there were no boys for him to make friends with…hmmmmmm…..hmmmmm???

During our Kabini trip, we went on a safari and since there wasnt much place to sit in the canter, Chutku sat with his Dad up front near the driver. I guess one of the wildlife photographers there-quite a young guy had grown his hair a little long. So, our LM looks up at him and asks him “You are a girl or boy?”; photographer” Why do you ask like that? Im a boy”; LM ” Then why have you grown your hair like my amma till here”-pointing to hair till the shoulder πŸ˜› That poor guy had nothing much to say except “You are right, I will get my hair cut once I go back to Bengaluru” πŸ˜›

There was a little older couple who were staying at the same place we were staying. This LM walks up to the lady at the breakfast table and says “Aunty, Is this your pappa you have come with?” Thankfully, the question was asked in kannada and the couple didnt know kannada, so our face was saved! :-O Hubby immediately said, take him from here, I will finish breakfast and come. I immediately took him out…whew! But to his credit, I need to admit that the lady was thin and didnt look her age while the man was dressed more traditionally and had a thinning hairline and a potbelly 😦 .

We have done 4 safaris last year – 1 in Kabini, 1 in Bandipur and 2 in Ranthambore and our LM was thoroughly bored of them all – 1 look at the tiger and he was like “Lets gooo, we saw the tiger, why we should be here for so long”.

One good thing that came out of the Kanyakumari trip last year, was that our little fellow kind of lost the fear of the beach and the sea. He was happy to get his body wet as long as I was next to him and he didnt have to sit down on the sand πŸ˜€

Since the Kanyakumari trip was a lot of travel and it was just the 3 of us, I had told him to sleep during the journeys so that he wouldnt get bored – so we both slept in the back seat watching the blue sky and the white clouds passing by πŸ™‚ We also managed to watch a lot of stars in the desert camp at Jaisalmer – makes me a happy momma, though Im not sure that these things didnt even register in that little head.

Rajasthan Trip –
This trip was his first on an airplane. Can you imagine the questions?!! Im scared of flying and so on the onward trip, I made hubby sit next to the LM and answer all the questions. There was no escape on the return trip though πŸ˜€ He kept asking when we will take off, what are they telling, why are they giving instructions,Β  why we are going so fast – what is the speed right now, where is the runway, why is the airplane turning, what happens if the airplane falls down-That was the last straw! I had to finally scold him to stop his questions!! :-O

While little S slept through most car journeys, our little monster refused to sleep. I would keep him occupied with some activity book, or he had his cars or his favourite was playing Car and Airplane with his S doddamma in the last seat. Poor S doddamma hardly had any choice but to play with him everytime little S slept. Only day he was quiet was the travel from Udaipur to Sawai Madhopur since he was running a temperature and had both stomach and head ache. Poor fellow-we all actually felt very sad seeing him so quiet! Just a couple of tantrums were also thrown in for good measure.

The journeys were all more than 6hours and by the time we reached any place, this fellow would be restless to just get up and run.The minute we got down anywhere, he would be thrilled to just run around the huge courtyards and make as much mischief as he possibly could. At the sheesh mahal. even the security gaurd had to come and warn us as this fellow was trying to go inside the barricades 😦
There was that 1 auto ride in Udaipur late in the evening after the Palace sound and light show, where Chutku was sitting facing the back in the auto when we got lost. Post that trip, everytime we started and we started talking about routes, he asks if we are going on the right route πŸ™‚ Even reminding us at times to check where we were going πŸ™‚ He seems to be more stickler for perfection than me!

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