The longest vacation I've taken since graduating from college was Christmas ('08) & NYE ('09) in Jamaica visiting my sister, who was living there at the time. I went along with two of my other sisters and relaxed for two weeks. Beach, party, sleep. Well, not in that order. And, really, it was mostly sleeping. And then the beach. And then partying. But yea... I was trying to say that it was just the break I needed, and I don't remember having any trouble going back to work.
On Wednesday I left for Barbados on a 6am flight. It's Cropover season (the nation's carnival of sorts) and the immigration line was ridiculous and took almost two hours to clear. I'm here for a week spending time with my cousins, relaxing on the beach and enjoying the season's festivities until next week when we leave for our family reunion. This will be our third, each of which has happened 4-5 years apart, so it's kind of a big deal. Our reunions are held on Union Island, one of the Grenadines of St. Vincent & the Grenadines, which is the homeland of my grandfather.
After four days of planned activities, my parents and I are flying to Trinidad to spend time with my paternal grandparents. They don't know that I'm coming, and it's been like five years since I've visited them (they often spend months at a time in the US with us). This is rather frustrating for them, though, because I spent so many of my summer months with them in Trinidad as a child. Needless to say, I'm looking forward to seeing them.
As I sit here in my maternal grandmother's house writing this (in a notebook, mind you... how old school right?) and listening to the rain fall on the roof, I wonder what it will be like going back to work after 3 weeks. Will I feel super lazy or will I eventually tire of my family enough to run back to the airport?
I have so many goals for myself over these three weeks that it's almost not a vacation by some people's standards. Books to read (too many, I realize), writing to do (both journal and post ideas), and studying (GRE words - #womp). I'm betting between that and all the beach time, partying, and spending time with family that these three weeks will fly by. Moreso, I'm betting with all of this "work" I have myself doing I'll be more than able to ease back into the routine of life. Maybe even hit the ground running on the project waiting for me at work.
Only time will tell.