Summer in Review

Teachers got a lot of holiday. You'd be surprised how much I've heard that said to me like it's a big surprise. With scorn, with malice. I check the words 'if it's so easy, you do it' from tripping off my tongue. It will eventually get me in a fight.

Honestly. I'm scrappy and have recently been told by a colleague that I 'have a little bit of an edge.' I think this is something i've developed over the course of teaching in the public school systems in both New York and London. Edge? Yep.

Considering that, last summer, I moved from a school that started the academic year in September to another that started in early August, I didn't get a summer holiday in 2014. Imagine a bear with no fish, a girl with no snacks on a long car journey, and you kind of get the angst a teacher might experience. 

So I decided to maximise summer 2015. And from Sri Lanka to Thailand to China to London, I had one hell of a seven weeks off. Rosa and I jetted to Sri Lanka for leg one. We met Paul in Bangkok two weeks later, bid farewell and Paul and I made our way to the islands. Two weeks later, Paul and I met Lindsay at Pudong airport, dropped Lindsay off at the train station to go to Beijing, moved across the city and then I made my way to meet Lindsay in Chengdu. If that's difficult to follow in writing, it was also difficult to execute in reality. Lindsay, Paul and I left for Europe on the same day two weeks later, on three separate flights to two cities and three different airports.

 

Whirlwind complete.