So today, I finally booked up our summer holiday for this year. We’ve been discussing it for weeks (it makes a change from talking about the intricacies of our plumbing and its related issues, which is our other current hot topic), and mulling over various options.
Will and I were quite keen on a cruise round the Mediterranean – despite four years working on board cruise liners, I’ve never yet taken a cruise as a passenger – but the itinerary I really liked (Barcelona, Rome, Monte Carlo, Gib amongst others) was not great dates for Ashley with work, and was also on an enormous ship, and he eventually vetoed it, as he had an issue with ‘being stuck in a tin can for a fortnight with three thousand other people’. Which I totally get.
So we’ve finally plumped for a lazy fortnight in a very nice looking hotel, which comes recommended by friends, in Lanzarote. Long-time readers will know that my last experience of the Canaries was less than stellar, weather-wise, but hopefully going in July will almost guarantee sunshine. And we’re flying from Exeter, which is fabulous – I’m so sick of trawling all the way up to Gatwick every time we go away, so that’ll be a nice change and make the whole thing easy.
And then in October, for our big family holiday with my parents, and my brother and his family, we are off to Dubai, which I’m super-excited about. It’s a place I’ve wanted to go to for a long time, and if the inside of the airport is anything to go by – we changed planes there when we went to the Maldives last year – it’s going to be a pretty amazing place.
I can’t wait.
As my mum is very fond of saying, it’s always nice to have things to look forward to!