And guess who’s just booked a holiday!
Well, no it isn’t me. I will be though. Tomorrow to be precise!
Abroad Minded
If you read my last blog post , you may remember I wasn’t on top form. A very little exertion of both the physical, but mainly mental persuasion had taken their toll. I was a shell of a shattered and generally knackered human being; my thoughts dull, my get up and go—well, you know.
It was, however, this spell in the doldrums of chronic illness that galvanised my resolve to give both Tina, my super spouse, and I something to look forward to. In other words, a holiday.
To set the scene, it has been some 8 years since we were last abroad (and yes, I know there’s plenty of places to go in this country, but abroad with it’s sandy beaches and blazing sun still feels like a ‘proper’ holiday to me). Partly this is due to my health not being tip-tippety-top, and partly it’s a by-product of the financial limitations with being retired on medical grounds at the sprightly age of 50.
Surprise Surprise
This year, however, we were determined. Nothing would stop us from putting a little bit of money aside and booking the break we both most definitely need. A week or two away from the humdrum, the familiar, and the staid. Somewhere exotic. Somewhere new.
So, we’re booking Marmaris, a place we’ve been to before. In fact, we’re booking the very same hotel we stayed at the last time we traveled overseas.
Surprise Surprise
This year, however, we were determined. Nothing would stop us from putting a little bit of money aside and booking the break we both most definitely need. A week or two away from the humdrum, the familiar, and the staid. Somewhere exotic. Somewhere new.
So, we’re booking Marmaris, a place we’ve been to before. In fact, we’re booking the very same hotel we stayed at the last time we traveled overseas.
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This may sound counter intuitive, and in many ways it is. However, that last time, those eight years ago, was a couple of months after my diagnosis relapse, an event that saw me hospitalised two weeks before I was due to whisk Tina back to Paris (the place we got engaged) as a surprise (I'm guessing that's the wrong kind of surprise).
After some wrangling with Jet2 Paris in July became Turkey at the start of October. It was a lovely holiday, and, after a very stressful couple of months just what we needed. Our only regret is that we didn’t stray too far from our hotel, staying mainly round the pool until the very last day when we went for a walk (trundle) down to the bay.
And so.
It will be a nice mix of the familiar with the new, a chance to revisit a lovely resort without the spectre of MS hovering quite so close. A chance to relax, but also to explore.
Packed
Even this last week, as we visited travel agents and made phone enquiries, I could feel the tingle of excitement lightening up the world around us. The dog is sorted due to a combination of Sarah, my super step-daughter and Jen, my lovely sister-in-law and Tina is already planning the packing (a reminder—we haven’t booked the thing yet, and we’re not going until September). And as for me, well, I remain stoically calm on the outside, but I will admit to just the slightest thrill of anticipation.
Squeeeeeeeee!!!!
Until next time.
Hey, there! If you enjoyed reading any of the above, why not take a look at some of my published work? Below you’ll find links to a number of short stories I’m lucky enough to have included in anthologies. I’d love to know what you think.
New Tales Of Old
Death Ship
Pestilence: Drabbles 1
Reaperman: Drabbles 3
The Musketeers Vs Cthulhu
Eldritch Investigations
After some wrangling with Jet2 Paris in July became Turkey at the start of October. It was a lovely holiday, and, after a very stressful couple of months just what we needed. Our only regret is that we didn’t stray too far from our hotel, staying mainly round the pool until the very last day when we went for a walk (trundle) down to the bay.
And so.
Return Trip
The decision was an easy one. We would return to the scene of the crime in better spirits, and take the time to explore a little more this time. We plan to do more walking, maybe catch a boat trip, eat out, buy ice creams on the seafront, and get a real flavour for the place (as well as the actual flavours on offer—yum!).
The decision was an easy one. We would return to the scene of the crime in better spirits, and take the time to explore a little more this time. We plan to do more walking, maybe catch a boat trip, eat out, buy ice creams on the seafront, and get a real flavour for the place (as well as the actual flavours on offer—yum!).
It will be a nice mix of the familiar with the new, a chance to revisit a lovely resort without the spectre of MS hovering quite so close. A chance to relax, but also to explore.
Packed
Even this last week, as we visited travel agents and made phone enquiries, I could feel the tingle of excitement lightening up the world around us. The dog is sorted due to a combination of Sarah, my super step-daughter and Jen, my lovely sister-in-law and Tina is already planning the packing (a reminder—we haven’t booked the thing yet, and we’re not going until September). And as for me, well, I remain stoically calm on the outside, but I will admit to just the slightest thrill of anticipation.
Squeeeeeeeee!!!!
Until next time.
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Hey, there! If you enjoyed reading any of the above, why not take a look at some of my published work? Below you’ll find links to a number of short stories I’m lucky enough to have included in anthologies. I’d love to know what you think.
New Tales Of Old
Death Ship
Pestilence: Drabbles 1
Reaperman: Drabbles 3
The Musketeers Vs Cthulhu
Eldritch Investigations
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