“I remember every little thing as if it happened yesterday … “

Frustration.

Frustration of living in a country where the sun is a hot commodity (pun intended), and those days are taken advantage of by the entire Irish population. Everyone emerges, to find a nice piece of grass or make a pilgrimage to the nearest coastline in order to soak up every bit of that vital vitamin D.

We book a holiday where those rays are more of a guarantee than wishful thinking.

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Resentment, unable to take advantage of the warmth at home when you’ll be stuck traveling and at the airport most of the day.

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Arriving extra early, so the Yankee can get her visa checked, as if she isn’t enough of a pain in the ass … this means extra time at the International Hub of Travellers. To our luck, if you will, there’s an outdoor beer garden; which goes without saying – race to the deck.

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Eat up every sunray we can get our bodies on.

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Anticipation.

We’ve had this holiday booked since March, and the day has finally come to jet set down south, where the sun is a little warmer, the beer a little colder, and the time a little slower. We’ve waited four months, so why does a three-hour plane ride seem so grueling? Oh, yeah … that hour drive from the airport down to our trulli amongst those pazzo Italian drivers late at night.

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 We land and the nervous driving ensues …

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In the wrong direction …

Add an extra 15 minutes …

PSA: Don’t let men navigate. It’s not one of their strengths.

In the right direction, we finally arrive… relief. 

It’s officially holiday time.

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3 Responses to “I remember every little thing as if it happened yesterday … “

  1. aj vosse says:

    What do you mean, don’t let men navigate?? I’m the designated navigator in our family! superb map-reading skills… even on the continent!
    (However, her good self has taken to that tin voiced woman on the phone… drives me angrily mad!! Note:- I hate technology… especially of the phone type!!)

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