Friday, 3 September 2010

How Long Until Next Time?

I'm sitting on the balcony of the Holiday Inn Express looking out at the night time skyline of Lake Buena Vista on the last night of our three week holiday. Will I see it again? I'll put my mortgage on that, but when that will be who knows.

We have always enjoyed Florida, that's why we return every year even after saying we won't. Its like being in a home from home, we know where to go and what to avoid. We don't stress over theme park opening hours or stand in line for hours for rides. We do what we feel like when we get up in the morning.

We have both agreed that we need to try something new next year though. It needs to be something that keeps Alexander entertained. He is a very active boy and needs to be doing physical things. My thought is to bung him in a kids holiday camp for a week while we do something else nearby. I'm sure he would love it, and would give us a chance to have to some time to relax as a couple.

Jordan says he wants to go snowboarding with his mates....best he gets himself a job then!

I'm sure the next few weeks will find us both looking back at Florida with fondness, and I know one of us will suggest we look at booking up again as soon as we see an advert for Disneyland. In fact we just got an email offering us a 4o% discount and free dining plan if we book up a Disney Resort for next year.

If anyone can guarantee a hot and sunny fortnight sometime in August next year I would definitely consider a campsite in the UK. I'm not sure two weeks in wellies and a mud bath would convince me that a UK holiday is better than Florida somehow.



Oh well, the bags are packed, kind of. Tomorrow will be a shuffling feet, staying out of the sun, wasting time day. It's a late flight (8.35pm) but when you have to checkout at 11am, it's difficult finding things to do that doesn't involve getting hot and sticky, spending money we don't have or re-packing bags.

Next blog will be from the comfort of my own home and wireless on tap. I will have my dogs by my feet, hopefully alive, happy fish and a newt who probably doesn't even know he went away on his holidays too. The kids will be happy as pigs in their own sty and tranquility will once more settle on us all - for about an hour if I'm lucky.

Au Revoir.

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1 comment:

  1. Hey, welcome home. What a fab trip you had-and 3 weeks? That's luxury. Now get your cases emptied and do your laundry.:-)

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