The Trip

It was summer and the family decided to finally take the break to see their relatives up north and catch up on the many years that separated them. Hristoforos was so excited to make his first trip ever and asked his mother on what clothes to bring. His father urged him to bring something that is of light materials as it would be warm to where the family was going.



They decided to take the early morning trip and requested a friend who works at the hotel to bring them to the bus station using their car and return the same to the villa right after sending them off. The boy woke up at 5 in the morning, freshened up, took his back pack and hurried down where his father sipped coffee as his mother made them a sandwich for the long trip. Their friend drove him to the bus station and waited until they boarded their bus which was to depart at six in the morning. The couple was seated at the left side on the third row while Hristoforos was on the right side, beside a middle-aged woman who was just as big as his mother, looking was neat and decent.



“This you first trip son?” asked the stranger who smiled as she looked at the boy who was fastening his seat belt with trembling hands.



“Yes, Ma’am,” replied the lad who was wondering how the woman was able to figure him out.



“You need not worry, you are on board the safest of all drivers. I should know ’cause I’ve been riding his bus for the last 25 years.”



“Is that so? You’re a frequent traveller Ma’am!” asked Hristoforos.



“Yeah! Everyday except weekends.” “Are you off for a family vacation?



“Yes. My parents and I are going to visit some relatives we haven’t seen for a long time. They live somewhere up north and this trip has been long overdue.” Replied the lad who was feeling more relaxed now. His mother watched him sitting comfortably and enjoying the conversation he was having with the woman.



His father who was also seated at the isle could not help but over hear the conversation and gave out a smile every once in a while. In the middle of the trip. Hristoforos’s mother passed on a sandwich to the boy and offered another one to the woman beside him but which was politely declined by her. Hristoforos ate his sandwich and gulped on the water he brought with him. After about an hour, the family reached their destination and got up. Hristoforos straightened his legs before rising to get his things and thanked the woman who was looking at him with a grin.



“This is our stop now. I hope you have a good travel just as I have enjoyed mine with you,” said Hristoforos.

“Thank you. You enjoy your vacation with your family and relatives too,” replied the woman.

“I will. Oh! And you were right about the driver. He sure drives well! No wonder you really trust him”

“I know. He is my husband” and with that the woman waved at the boy and looked away with a beautiful smile.