About 12 years ago, my parents surprised me with a trip to Disney World. I had no idea it was going down, they had planned everything perfectly. My teachers were in on it (they had given me homework) and so was my best friend. To this day, I’m still impressed at how well they pulled it off.
In mid-October, I started planning for a surprise of my own. Mid-October’s about the time I figured I couldn’t travel around for too long. I got tired and I could see that I’d get homesick soon. I needed home for a rest. So I bought a ticket to go home for December 20th, at that point, two months down the road. A few days later, I bought a ticket to go visit my friend in Abu Dhabi a week before the flight home (Air Asia fly there cheap from KL). I knew that if my dad saw I was in the middle east around Christmas, he’d figure I was heading back home, so I slowed down the blog a bit. After Thailand and Myanmar, backed up by about 2 weeks, the blog was set just right. I had it so that as my visa expired for Vietnam (in blog time), I’d be a few hours from their door.
There were a couple close calls where I thought they figured out my plan (you can see those in the comments). Luckily, they didn’t.
So last Sunday, after some 30-ish hours of travelling, I showed up at my parent’s house without them knowing. My biggest fear was that they wouldn’t be home. I didn’t have pants with me, so I figure it would be super cold to wait for them in short during winter. As my cab got towards the house, I saw that the lights were on. Perfect. But then we got closer and I saw people walking up to the door. Nuts. My parents had company. I waited in the cab in the neighbor’s driveway for a few minutes and then walked up to the door. I knew it wasn’t going to be perfect, but it had to be done. I rang and my (Moncton) mom answered the door. She looked at me for a few seconds in silence and I eventually said (in French) “you don’t recognize you’re own son anymore?”. She screamed and cried. Apparently, from upstairs, my dad told the guests “I think that’s my son down there!”.
You can pretty much figure out the rest yourself.
I only posted this on Christmas because we wanted to surprise the rest of my family at the Christmas eve get-together. Now I’m off to Quebec for New Year’s eve. I’ll talk about the “lost” two weeks over the next little while since I doubt things will be as exciting as they were now that I’m settling down for a bit.
Anyway, I’m happy I pulled it off and I hope you too have wonderful surprised this holiday season. Merry Christmas!