Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things – air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky – all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it.
A corporate jolly in Marrakech to celebrate my professional achievements of 2009.
One thing you should always bear in mind is that you should never put off until tomorrow something that you could do today.
How difficult can it be to find a restaurant that’s open at lunchtime ? Unless you’re by the seaside, it’s apparently near impossible.
A lazy morning followed by a lazy afternoon in a quiet town and an early night. Zzzzzzz.
We had to wave goodbye to Granny and Grandad, and then consoled ourselves with a beach and some ice creams.
On this day we reached a new peak of inactivity. It should probably be a trough of inactivity
We needed a relatively relaxed day, so we took the kids to the beach for a plodge in the sea.
Today we resolved to do nothing much in particular. We were successful. Apart from the bit where we went out for dinner.