Last Minute Summer Holidays
Do you have any plans for the holidays? I don’t think I’ve ever been this late to plan a trip, summer or otherwise and to tell you the truth, I’m not too keen on renewing the experience anytime soon. I really wasn’t sure I would be able to wing it this time when our days off were in just three weeks and nothing I looked into quite seemed to pan out.
Ok, I may sound a little dramatic but the problem with seeking a holiday destination at the last minute is that there is a pretty big discrepancy between what you wish it will be like and what it actually is.
Ten years ago I’m sure that’s the sort of thing you discovered when you actually got there. Today though. lucky as we are, we can count on Tripadvisor and Google Maps to glare stubbornly in our faces and inform us that no, this medieval town we had our eye on is actually scorchingly hot, this affordable B&B means a room on the ground floor, at the back of the house and that “beach nearby” means using the elusive (nonexistant?) public transport for forty minutes (each way) (if you can find it) (on the days it runs).
Italy, I’m talking to you.
Sounds like an adventure? You darling you.
Me, not ashamed to say I was dreaming of a little sleepy seaside village, bathed in sunshine and surrounded by cliffs and sky and nature, where the only things to do would be to lounge around, read, swim, ride bicycles, eat good food and drink good wine, as well as indulge in naps at all hours, preferably in a hammock or suspended chair.
If that sounds like I’m eighty, I take full responsibility. You see, with how fast-paced and packed-in our London lives are, the opposite lifestyle kind of looks like pure bliss, at least for two weeks. La dolce vita as they say? I’ll take some of that.
I’ll admit I pulled my hair out just a little this last week as, when I found flights that were still affordable then accommodation would be all booked out, or when there would be some free rooms somewhere, the B&Bs and private rentings would just not look that nice or be somewhat (very) overpriced. Some places were just not practical to travel to/within without a car and a lot of small cities on the coasts struck me as quite resorty.
Maybe I’m a travel snob (not all the time, I promise) but then again, when you’ve braved the Northern line mornings and evenings for months at a time (my last real holiday was in December), I think you owe it to yourself to pick somewhere not as crowded, don’t you think?
So I did what any sensible person would do in my position, I closed the countless tabs open on my browser, none of them making my life any easier, and reverted to good old human interaction instead, politely harassing my friends for recommendations of places they had loved.
Good thing I did because we’re now going to Croatia.
For two weeks! I’m so so excited! We’re doing most of the planning for the itinerary this weekend but it looks gorgeous, varied and the perfect mix of beautiful old towns, postcard perfect landscapes, culture, activities and touristy buzz for when we feel like mingling with the crowd. It looks pretty affordable too compared to Spain or Italy and I hear that the food is glorious. So I’ll keep you posted with our planning of course and in the meantime if you have been to Croatia, I’d love to hear from you.
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