It’s really easy to pack for a weeks holiday after having to pack for a 12 week holiday earlier in the year. One case, one climate, one activity. Unless you’re Ian of course who still managed to fill a huge bag and take 6 hours over it.
Bikini…check
Flip flops…check
Sun cream… check
However, there is something amiss this holiday. I pride myself in being able to manage a holiday pint in the airport (or wine, or G&T) regardless of the time of day. 7am is a very respectable airport time to hit the bar, no? Except this time I just didn’t fancy it. You heard me, I didn’t fancy it!?! Did I blink and get old in November?
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