Vacation Lessons: Critical Microbiomass

In Soviet Russia, vacation has you.

I have to admit: I haven't learned this lesson. I've been in the class, listened to the lecture, done some homework, but the understanding didn't follow. So let's just see some facts, maybe you will find them handy or entertaining.

Initial conditions: 4 people; 2 of them on different stages of immaturity; everyone is full of hopes for the days to come.

The result - this:

Read: "an infinite loop of recycling biohazard". I don't know why. Weak immune systems, strong microorganisms or harsh Montreal winter, but these tiny fellows were the ones partying all this time. They didn't stick to the same club, but preferred changing places now and then. Let's try to illustrate this:

In other words, very entertaining.
This produced a particularly exciting mix with a typical timetable of an adult's day in our household:

Which explains the look on my vacation face:

There must be some important message in the whole story, but it's been hiding from me. Seems like it's just "this is what you get when you mess with us". Or "told ya".

Carry on then!

Vacation Lessons: Naive People Pay Twice

It was New Year's eve, and our boots, dirty from holiday snow, were resting in the corridor. We have kind of forgotten to bring them inside. And lo and behold! The next morning they were missing. Not all of them though. Only so-horrible-that-even-i-am-ashamed-of-them boots of mine were still waiting to be invited inside. The rest were gone.

Where did they go? Why didn't they leave a note to us? The walls were silent. Our neighbors have shed a quantum of light on the issue: someone had a big party on our floor. Someone had an argument in front of our door. Sigh.

The superintendent of our building couldn't help us with our search, and besides, how dare we leave personal belongings in the common area? Didn't we know that it's prohibited by condo rules?

Yes, we did. But as usual, a series of mistakes leads to a sad finale. I shouldn't have believed in the good of people and shouldn't have suggested to leave the boots outside. Someone should have brought them home once the snow has melted. So there we go. Bye-bye boots, we loved you.

The worst thing is that our kid needs something on his feet to walk through the snow. So we just had to order the same boots for him. But Ecco customer service sucks is performing poorly and the boots still haven't been delivered.

Lesson learned!