For her recent girls’ trip to Sicily, 26-year-old Lucia booked the flights, accommodation, airport transfers, dinner reservations and day activities. She even packed a first-aid kit and enough plasters, anticipating everyone’s holiday sandal blisters. Lucia is a self-confessed Type A – an expert when it comes to spreadsheets, calendar invites and colour-coded itineraries. Her friends, however, are Type B – laidback, sometimes lazy, a bit chaotic. And upon their arrival at the villa Lucia had booked for all of them, they didn’t seem all that grateful.
“They didn’t put any ideas into the collaborative Google doc I’d shared the week before,” she tells me. “I said I was happy to book things, but I didn’t expect to plan the whole thing. I know I sound a bit intense at times, but I was trying to make sure we all had the best holiday possible, and they didn’t seem to care as much.”
