I read so many nice comments from you admiring me for not killing my mother in law (so far – key word). Well, if you think living with her is a nightmare, just imagine traveling with your in-laws. And to be fair, I will mention my dad who is a great father in law but horrible travel companion.
I swear to you, when I think of it, most of the traveling Sing and I done as a couple is with someone. Either his or my relative. Most of the time his. Specifically speaking, it’s Momzilla.
If you think your honeymoon was bad just keep in mind I went on my honeymoon with Momzilla and my sister-in-law. Thank God Wah Wah is workaholic and no exotic beach will change that. A lot of our Hongkongese and Chinese friends go for a family trip right after the wedding, but they will get their private trip after that. I spent my first two weeks of marriage as wife, daughter-in-law and very cool sister-in-law.
The whole concept of your honeymoon spent with your relatives in bad enough. But it’s not the only time we traveled with someone.
In the past Momzilla used to travel a lot with Sing – they went to South Korea, they visited Japan few times. My appearance in Little Prince’s life didn’t change anything. To be honest, that’s not something unusual. Seen tons of young Asian men traveling with their mothers.
Together we went to Singapore, Thailand, Mainland China, Czech Republic, Hungary, Austria, we visited few cities in Poland.
I know I shouldn’t complain since a lot of people don’t even get to travel around their own country, but believe me – traveling with in-laws can be called, at minimum, ‘awkward’. And here’s why!
- They are there – they hear, they observe, they judge. You think you could relax on holidays, but no – one bad move and there will be ‘yap, yap, yap’ going on for hours because you didn’t get rid of all the tiny pieces of sand from your beach towel.
- Finding food to eat is a nightmare. There’s that weird generation gap that stops people aged like my parents or Sing’s parents from eating ‘unknown food’. So instead of weird famous local streetfood we would wander around the city looking for McDonald’s (thanks Dad). I have to give Momzilla credit for at least trying. 90% of the time she will dislike the food, but at least she doesn’t give me that ‘Let’s try Irish Big Mac-face’.
- Father/Mother knows best. I don’t really know why Sing agreed to that, maybe he was scared to get punched by much taller and stronger man, but when we went on a European tour with Momzilla my dad forbid Sing to rent a car and drive. Because of course bus driver gets much better weather conditions than a car driver next to him. That’s how we spent most of the time on a slow bus rather than getting into another city in much shorter period of time. Apply to rule to absolutely anything that has anything to do with traveling.
- There’s a high chance your relative will embarrass you at some point. And when I say high, I mean ‘100%’. I still remember when Momzilla burped during the breakfast buffet in Budapest. On one hand, both of us were soooo embarrassed and on the other one, she did it so casually… You should see that. Same with my mom, she’s not a ‘burper’, but she will always do something that will make me and my dad go in different direction.
- You will end up as a translator. Doesn’t matter what time of the day or night. It doesn’t even matter that you don’t speak the local language, your oldies depend on you and you should be prepared before traveling here. Sometimes they will try to use imaginary sign language, but if you’re anywhere closer than 1km, you will have to take the responsibility of being the translator.
- People might openly comment your situation. It’s not that I don’t know my MIL is here, trust me – she announces her presence every second.
I don’t need you say to your two besties ‘What a looser, traveling with his mom and girlfriend’.
First of all, you should be smart enough to realize over 1 billion people speak Mandarin and my husband might know it too. Second of all, when you make a comment be sure you’re more than 1 meter away from the people you talk crap about. Third of all, at least he has girlfriend (at that time already wife) to travel with – from what I see you either don’t have a boyfriend at all or he doesn’t like personality enough to stand you for 11 straight hours you two would have to spend together at the airplane. Buuuurn. I’m sorry, I get bit mean when someone talks bad about Sing. I can call him my bitch if I want, because he’s my little cute and lovely hubby-bitch, but you don’t dare to say a word, at least not in my presence.
- You will feel old. Let’s face it, with my parents being nearly 50 and Sing’s parents being almost 60, when we travel we have to be aware that there are some limitations due to their age and physical conditions. Sometimes I feel like we went to old people’s rehab center instead of being young couple on their holidays.
But to be honest, it wasn’t THAT bad after all. We could feel like dating again, every single time we go with someone, we will sneak out of the hotel room at night and just walk around the city. First time we did it in Guangzhou, eating some ice cream we got in convenience store and now we continue this tradition. It gives a little spice to our ‘old people’s relationship’.
If I have a change, I prefer to be alone with my own husband, it’s more romantic and natural, but knowing my life I will keep on traveling with our relatives. At least you can read my blog and laugh at my pain!
Have you ever traveled with your relatives? How did you like it? Would you share your tips how to enjoy yourself despite the situation? Share your stories and experience!