What's the experience of traveling with mom?

I have experienced all kinds of being urged and rejected, but I still love my mother very much.

Every time I travel with my mother, what I hear most is her all-weather urging. I'm out on holiday, but at my mother's insistence, I still have to get up at seven and leave at eight. It seems that I can't see the great rivers and mountains in a minute, which is more urgent than going to work.

Because I'm the organizer, I'm responsible for packing whenever I go out, but that doesn't mean I can control what I bring. It's my mother's business.

All kinds of clothes, all kinds of shoes, all kinds of toiletries, all kinds of food and drink, mom, you simply want to put the whole world in a suitcase and carry it with you! In fact, I have always thought that in today's economic globalization, most things can be bought at the destination, but mom obviously doesn't think so. Why else would I bring six or seven kinds of "food to eat on the road"?

As I said before, my mother always urges me, but sometimes it's not always the case, such as when she wants to take pictures-and this happens every five minutes on average in the scenic spot.

In the past, when I went out alone, I always took more scenery than portraits, but once I went out with my mother, the "commemorative photos" I took for her everywhere were probably worth my self-portrait for a year. Whenever my mother says "take a picture of me", I have to be ready to press the shutter and get cramped, because my mother will make countless moves in the same place, so that I can take countless photos from countless angles and scenes! Come on, mom, you're beautiful. It's your call!

God knows how much my mother cares about the daily schedule, and I also hope to make a specific schedule and print it to her! And often she has just arrived at a destination, and has not been sightseeing for ten minutes, and she is already asking me about the next stop. Mom, it's really easy for me to have the illusion that you are not interested here.