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Mexico 2015: A Place

I went on vacation to Mexico with some family a short while back. It was a lot of fun, but it also led to all sorts of hilarity. This particular story only tangentially involves me, but it was still all sorts of fun.

Due to some scheduling issues, the Mild Girlfriend didn't join us on the trip. The magic of WiFi still let us communicate, but she had work and family obligations. I finally made use of some of the apps on my phone, and we were even able to manage video calls a couple of times. The funniest part was that I often made these calls from the comfort of the hotel room, and my brother and sister-in-law were present for some of them. They would very helpfully add commentary at times; I had my own peanut gallery.

Anyhow, on one of those calls, the Mild Girlfriend informed me that she had decided to visit her family, including her nephews. Her nephew was really excited to see her, and he kept asking her to hang out or do things together (little kids like to do that). At one point, he remembered that I had also visited along with the Mild Girlfriend at one point, so he asked where I was. We're friends when he's not telling on me, so I was quite amused to hear about this.

Remember, this kid is three years old, so they had to find ways to explain the situation. A three year old barely understands what work actually entails, so the idea of vacation is even harder to explain. Instead, they stuck on the geographic part of the equation. From what I've been told, the conversation went like this:

Mild Girlfriend: "Sam is in Mexico."
Nephew: "What's Mexico?"
Mild Girlfriend: "Oh, Mexico is a place."
Nephew: "Okay. What's a place?"

The rest of the conversation was more involved, but everyone who heard that part started cracking up. It wasn't his fault that he didn't understand the idea of a place, but we all immediately recognized the difficulty level in the subsequent conversation. It was quite amusing.

I will also say that as a result, my vacation became quite educational. The Mild Girlfriend's nephew learned what a "place" was; that was a big deal. Sure, I learned a bunch about Mayan culture, but that's paltry compared to what he got out of it. I think I'm going to have to go on vacation more often.
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