So I’m away on the coast. With the wife. The estranged wife. The weather is tragic. Our dolphin swim has been canceled for the second time. Apart from a 3hr blues train ride with dinner this Saturday night, the dolphin swim was the only other thing we had to look forward to. There isn’t much around to see or do down here when the weather is crappy. We lunched at a winery yesterday which wasn’t too bad and we’re going out to dinner tonight, but we have zero to talk about. We just read our books or watch tv. At least the bed is comfy and I’m spending a bit of time in it, resting, sleeping. Tomorrow we’re heading into a larger city to spend the day at a huge shopping mall just for something to do. Maybe I’ll find some new clothes as my wardrobe sucks these days. The Airbnb we’re at is very peaceful though. Unbelievably quiet in fact. I don’t think I’ve EVER been to a place so quiet and that includes all my camping trips. Perhaps the double glazed doors and windows have something to with that as it’s blowing a gale out there and I can’t hear it. Anyway, three days to go with not much to look forward to.
Do you have a dull or painful holiday story?
Do you have a dull or painful holiday story?