A weekly ode to the joys of moaning about your holiday, by Tim Roxborogh.
We don't really do group T-shirts in New Zealand. Maybe the occasional stag do, but beyond sporting events, the notion of "Hey, we're all going on holiday together, let's get some T-shirts printed up", doesn't
really exist. In the US of A though? Well! Whether it's family vacations to historic sites in Washington DC or theme-park hopping in California, don't forget the T-shirts.
It could be the "Wilson Family Vacation To Disneyland 2018" or the "West Milwaukee St Andrews Presbyterian Church Retreat To Washington DC 2009" or "Cindy And Jim's 40th Wedding Anniversary 2014". No matter the occasion, if you're an American it has to be marked with a group T-shirt. And that T-shirt must be worn every day of the holiday, suggesting multiple copies of the exact shirt for all members.
I love the States, but group T-shirts have such an earnest dorkiness I can't believe they're still a thing in 2018. Though in a fast-changing, sometimes scary world, there are perhaps worse things than earnest dorkiness. Ideally, earnest dorkiness will survive the coming decades and the group holiday T-shirts will perish. May it be so.
Being scared to be alone in the Bunya Mountains
