It was 32 years ago this week, but I remember it like it was yesterday. I was abandoned by a parent while this person went on an amazing vacation in the tropical playground of Bahamas. It was the first time (but not the last) that I was abandoned and forced to stay in dreary Guelph, while my parent was galavanting around the world.
To make matters worse, I didn’t even get my own postcard but this one that I had to share with my crummy brothers:
Caption: Poinciana Tree and Carriage, Nassau, Bahamas
This is the only postcard I have that breaks fourth wall. Why are they showing a woman (with such frightening sandals) taking a photograph? Postcards are to present the dream! Not the mechanics of tourism production. (And those sandals are something else too.)
Here’s the back:
“Looking out Nassau Harbour with Poinciana Tree and Carriage in Foreground”
“Hi. We arrived safe and sound. It is really nice here, but everything cost $! It sure isn’t like Florida! The beach is nice but not as good as Myrtle Beach. It rained today for awhile, so we didn’t get much sun. It is supposed to be better tomorrow, for this kind of money it had better be. I think I’ll stick to Florida or Myrtle Beach from now.”
Wow, you’d think from this postcard that my parent had a miserable trip – but don’t be deceived. This card was meant to placate us imprisoned Guelphites. As the years rolled on, the truth about how wonderful the vacation was came out!
I still have never been to Bahamas, but I do have this postcard. As I’m freezing here in wintery Ontario, it is cold comfort indeed!