Well, we moved.
What a strange feeling.
The place we had called ‘home’ and looked after as if it was our own has now been handed safely back to it’s owners.
As an extra ‘thank you’ from David and Becky they gave us a £500 cash bonus. FIVE HUNDRED POUNDS!!
That’s the holiday spending money sorted then!
There’s something very sexy about staying in a Travelodge.
I think it’s the feeling of being secreted away in a hidey-hole that could be absolutely anywhere. It might also be the fact that we’re in such close proximity to each other all the time. Up until Saturday, we had the equivalent of four rooms each and now we’re stuck together in an area the size of David and Becky’s shower cubicle.
Life feels unsettled, but good.
I am so satisfied with where I am and what we’re doing that it’s less than 24 hours until I have to get on a plane and I’m NOT shit-scared! Maybe Philippa’s been spiking my coffee with tranquilisers.
This time tomorrow we’ll be in Tunisia!
Please don’t expect me to blog much. I really need to switch off and re-charge so I’m planning a week of nothing but sleep, alcohol, sex, good food, sleep and sightseeing.
I promise to bring you back a pressie!
RC 19-11-13
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