Summer of 2009

Summer is here and is at its peak. It is time for vacations, and if you are along the coast, it is a great time to hit the beach. That’s what we did. Though, I am really not the traveling kind, ( I wish I flew on a magic carpet that took to me to great places without the strain and pain of traveling by plane or car), I somehow managed to enjoy. When I was a kid, summer vacations meant family outings, visits to our grandparents, aunts, uncles and having a fabulous time with good food, great company, and lots of fun. Therefore, with that in mind, K and I decided to visit Savannah, Georgia to visit his sister and to enjoy a bit of everything. Packing up suitcases and taking more than what we needed, which is normally the case for us; we left on our trip during the July 4th weekend. Foot tapping to the tunes of Ilaiyaraja and Ghajini music, in repeat mode to enable my darling 2-year toddler to sit on her seat and who absolutely raved its music; we had fun along the way. A goodnight rest for our backs in Birmingham, Alabama and a hearty breakfast the next day, we hit the road again. On route, we had a glimpse of Atlanta that fondly reminded us of our NYC. After taking in a few more sights along the way, we reached Savannah. We were welcomed by a cherubic smile from N’s little cousin V, and after exchanging greetings and dinner, we hit the sack. The next day we hit the beach on Tybee Island. The kids (N and V) absolutely loved it and watching them dabbling in the vast water and running after beach balls was the best part of the trip. It took me on a nostalgic trip when my Amma and Appa would take us to the Marina on cool summer evenings and I loved the feeling of the bubbling briny blue under my feet. I enjoyed the simple pleasure when the water recedes past me to give an illusionary feeling. Have you ever felt that way? Then a drive around historic Savannah made me nostalgic about my trip to Louisiana that I took a few years ago. The evening saw us enjoying fireworks by the riverside that ended the wonderful day. We enjoyed our family time and it was nice to see my baby having a rollicking time with her cousin. I brought back a little bit of Georgia home – peaches for our trip, and blueberries that we had picked from a local farm. I savored it in the form of blueberry pancakes that I had this morning and that drove me in the mood to put our good trip to words in this post. Thanks to my SIL and BIL, for the wonderful company, nostalgia and all.