My problem is that I can’t just ‘go on holiday’. There’s too much going on in my head all the time, and a holiday is the best time to clear some of it out. I went to Italy again this year: Sorrento, the Amalfi Coast and a few places in between. Hiked to the top of Vesuvius (you get much better shots if you’re in a helicoper) and paid a visit to Herculaneum and Pompeii. Had a great time actually, but I don’t want to see another pizza again for as long as I live (or until next Monday). I ate too much ice cream and not enough vegetables, but what the hell: I’m on holiday.
But I also had a think about the time I have left and what I want to do with it. There’s a big blue world out there, and I’m not seeing enough of it.
