Mom and Dad visited us last year for the first time ever. Every weekend we were on the road. As soon as he encountered an RV or the harley davidson gumbal or a truck with a boat attached, he would sigh, "ochisinadu, bike ethunsi"(tamil: Vantutan, bike eduthundu, english: i wont attempt the translation).
This happened every weekend. At first I was laughing, okay, I was laughing till the third weekend and then it stuck me, he actually judged these people for spending their weekend outdoors. I asked him, so you think they should sit at home on a sunday, eat vengaya sambar and cheppakezhangu roast? Dad nodded. I didnt judge him.