The Magaluf Dream: Part 1

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The holiday is booked, Magaluf here I come! That’s right people, four of my best girl friends and I are heading for a wild weeks break in one of the most popular party destinations known to students. The excitement of one of these holidays comes from the prospect of complete freedom, and a chance to have fun without our parent’s omnipresent powers looming over us. It is safe to say that after having watched an episode of the BBC programme ‘Sun, Sex and Suspicious Parents’ based in Magaluf, I had absolutely no sympathy for the parents but found myself totally mortified for their children.

Some of the antics had by the young holiday makers are slightly appalling perhaps, but this is where they essentially get it out of their systems and discover a part of who they are, often to find that they don’t really like that part of themselves at all! It is part of the development into adulthood that no parent should bear witness to, and the old proverb, “what you don’t know won’t hurt you”, has an astounding resonance for this argument.

The excitement one feels when preparing for these sorts of holidays is completely different to the anticipation of a family holiday. It feels like you’re embarking on a perilous adventure, but the treasure you might find out there is priceless so completely worth the risk. We are young and invincible for now, and so it is only now that we can handle such an excursion to find our longed-for freedom. Living in the present is one of the most important things, because once it has gone, it has gone forever, unless some boffin has invented a time-machine.

Of course, it is possible to go on holiday and simply have a good time with your mates without doing anything too ridiculous, but is it really any fun if none of you run into any hairy moments that leave you with those priceless hilarious memories? Regrets on your death bed come from regrets of not doing something, and a few mistakes in life along the way are inevitable. Of course, I am not condoning binge drinking or putting yourself in any danger just in the name of ‘having a good time’. All I am saying is that these should be the best, guilt-free days of our lives, so just enjoy them!

To have secrets does not mean that you do not respect your parents, it means you do. It is the shame we feel when we realise we’ve acted a bit of a moron, without the help of our parents pointing out that we have been, that makes us into adults. So here I go, on my adventure into adulthood. Wish me luck and I’ll report back on the other side!

Frances Clarke

I love to write about stuff that I think is important for people to hear.

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