Aren't holidays supposed to relax you?

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Globalti

Legendary Member
I was on here last week boasting about being in Paris for the end of the Tour. Today I'm back at work and feeling even more tired and wound-up than before we left. The dream holiday went like this:

Get up at 02.00 to catch silly time flight to Paris. Blow 25 years of overseas business travel hotel points on 2 nights in a luxury hotel just off the Champs Elysées but sleep not a wink thanks to some selfish barstewards partying all of both nights either in the hotel or across the street, impossible to tell. Paris very hot, dirty, Metro stinks of wee wee. Witness unpleasant scenes of Romanian pickpockets being evicted from Metro by CRS. Get harrassed by con-artists in street. Watch end of Tour. Next day misinformed by hotel staff and waste an hour sweltering with heavy case trying to find the bus stop for Orly. Arrive at Orly late and nearly miss flight to Calvi. Hotel room is filthy with non-functioning AC so complain next morning and change for 3 nights to a smaller room, cleaner, with better AC. Stooge around northern Corsica in sweltering heat in an embarrassing Dacia Duster, discovering that you can't really go anywhere else because roads are so twisty that you seldom get out of third gear. Snorkel a bit but get bitten by horseflies when out of the sea. Final night changed back to another room with no AC at all, temperature in room is 29C so lie awake naked on bed and get up covered in mosquito bites. Morning flight back to Orly then bus transfer to CDG, long wait, then fly to Manchester arriving home knackered at 7.30 pm.

I'd much rather have gone cycling and walking somewhere clean and fresh like Scotland or Norway, or if forced to have a hot weather holiday, Cornwall where at least I could have gone rock-climbing on the sea cliffs while Mrs Gti sat around doing nothing.

Why do we subject ourselves to this annual stupidity?
 
They must have been seahorseflies.
 

Brandane

The Costa Clyde rain magnet.
I'd much rather have gone cycling and walking somewhere clean and fresh like Scotland

There is your answer! ;)
Even the Romanian pick-pockets and street con-artists are scared off by the cold and rain, so we get it all to ourselves. When the sun shines and the temperature soars into double figures, it is really hard to beat.

Having said that, I have had some truly amazing holidays abroad, and some awful ones in the UK.. The worst part of foreign holidays for me is the airport and airline experience. I did a fair bit of flying in the 70s and 80s, and the experience then was luxury compared to the cattle market that is flying these days. Now the price of flights to worthwhile destinations is getting out of reach for me, so a great excuse to stay closer to home :smile:.
 

Speicher

Vice Admiral
Moderator
We?
Not me, I came back from my holiday refreshed in mind, body and spirit.:smile:


Where did you go?
 

Arch

Married to Night Train
Location
Salford, UK
Why do we subject ourselves to this annual stupidity?

Not me!

I rarely go abroad, and then it's with friends cycletouring, and they are very good at arranging lovely accommodation.

Even holidaying in this country, I'm usually staying with family or friends. Most of my holuday from work is spent enjoying time with NT, either working on the house, or having days out.

There are a few places I'd like to visit overseas, but I don't feel the need to have a foreign holiday every summer.
 

Night Train

Maker of Things
Not me!

I rarely go abroad, and then it's with friends cycletouring, and they are very good at arranging lovely accommodation.

Even holidaying in this country, I'm usually staying with family or friends. Most of my holuday from work is spent enjoying time with NT, either working on the house, or having days out.

There are a few places I'd like to visit overseas, but I don't feel the need to have a foreign holiday every summer.
It is the same for me.
The only 'hot European' holidays I have been on were with a gf about 10 years ago. She insisted and so I went. It was OK but there are still so many places in the UK I have yet to visit for the sort of holiday I would actually enjoy.
 
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