13 And 30 On The Beach

I’m back from my week-long break and I’ll write a more detailed post in due course of time. It’s been a week full of experiences (travelling to another place always is, isn’t it?). I still have to sort out my thoughts, shake the sand out of my shoes (yes, there was a beach too!), sift through the photographs (the camera gave way near mid-way but the trusty phone-cam backed me up) and put it all down. Still, I wanted to say hello and it’s good to be back and did you miss me?

Here’s one picture from the collection – from an evening spent on a sweeping vast beach aptly named ‘Lonely Beach’. That’s my 13-year-old cousin along with me, displaying the spoils of our visit. This is for Siddhu, the mischievous, lovable bundle of energy who shared his energy with me…for making my vacation so much fun and really completing the experience of visiting with cousins at the native place.


Whether you’re 13 or 30, a good old-fashioned summer vacation with the family will never lose its charm.

5 thoughts on “13 And 30 On The Beach

  1. Never! In fact it feels good to bond with these kids, and better to know that you share things with them! πŸ™‚

    Btw, if yours is the hand on the right, I must say, you have nice long fingers! πŸ™‚

    Ms Taggarts last idea: WOMM!

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