when i was younger one of the highlights of travelling, for holidays, and staying in hotels was the thrill of using the hotel swimming pools.
KL, Malacca, JB, Batam, didnt matter where, its really was the same old joy. swimming in a pool. not like singapore didnt have a pool. or like im a huge fan of swimming. Im really not. Its oh-so uncomfortable, and, really. im quite bad at it. Id start panting like a dog in one lap. A dog would beat me at swimming actually. Any style. Im quite sure he would.
but the point is. holidays. as a little kid. was never really about seeing a city. or a country. not really. was really all about getting away from home. and being with my family.
and really, what a great idea that is.
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leaving for amsterdam in half an hour. probably wont compare to my epic adventure of being stranded in paris. or the awesome roadtrip along the sunshine coast. or the weekend at sydney. or even easter in melbourne. but itll be great to see a familiar face again.
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