Runaway

The winter blues have kicked in; I'm feeling bloody miserable today.
I need a holiday; Mr A thinks they're a waste of money.
We had a debate about this last night which is probably why I'm down today which led to him quizzing me where I want to go.

This isn't an easy question to answer. There are lots of places I'd love to go; at the moment I'd love nothing more than a week in the sun, lazing on a beach somewhere.
But, my skin doesn't allow me to do that.

My holiday choice has to be based on weather conditions (not blazing sunshine) and things to do (since I can't sunbathe) that don't require me to be in the sun between 11am-3pm. It has to be somewhere we both want to go and that will appeal to both our sense of interest & adventure.

It's not that easy finding something that ticks all of those boxes! hence 3 previous visits to Thailand in the rainy season

Mr A is in the fortunate position that he travels the world for free; fair enough, he's working but he still gets first class flights, 5* hotels and still gets to see most of the sights (even if it is through a lens).

I've regretted spending my money on a lot of things but a holiday has never been one of them. I work hard all year and see it as something to look forward to. The memories I have are priceless and I would love to have new ones with Mr A.

So here I am, at work, watching the rain, looking at the photo of a Great Lake somewhere.
I'd run away but my legs are so stiff after yesterday's gym session, I'd be like a dog wearing boots for the first time!