Getting away

Okay, there’s a theme here somewhere. Take a guess what it might be.

Anyhoodle, we have a long weekend coming up, two actually, first and last weekend in May. I wasn’t quite aware of that until very recently, but I’m glad about it.

Obviously I am immediately thinking of a weekend getaway. I mean, come on, you would too.

My budget, however, is chokingly restricted. And I mean choking, not shocking. Well, I mean both. Gosh.

For the last two or three hours I have been roaming the Internet to figure out where to go. I have an idea(l), of course. But my wallet is in disagreement and so are the various booking sites.

It would be ever so lovely to take a train ride, check into a little charming B&B for two nights and just enjoy this marvelous English countryside that I keep hearing about. I mean, I came to England for that, not to live in London.

One can dream. As we have established that is what I am doing awake or asleep anyway.

I envision a writer’s retreat. English coast, Scottish highlands, anywhere with endless or stunning horizons. I don’t want to just stare at my computer screen all day. The eye needs to be able to rest on endlessness every now and then.

I’ve received my salary yesterday. In other words there is money in the bank. 85% of which is already accounted for. I have savings, they are growing. And what with me wanting to go on another RTW trip, I find myself reluctant to spend any money needlessly.

Mind you, my sanity does rely on getting away every now and then, so that is hardly a needless investment. It is a bit of a catch 22. You may very well say I am making it one, because it could be really easy and I could just make a booking and blast all other considerations out of the water.

But no, I reserve to be reckless for a later time.

There’s a happy end, though. I’ve asked my good friend Paul for advice and he invited me over for the weekend to his flat in Richmond, which he has to himself now and we can go to Hampton Court, Windsor and do lots of other stuff. I still want to go on a train ride, go on a walk and look at nothing in particular.

The only problem is, though, that now that I have looked at quite a few interesting places within 3 hour train rides of London, I have a long list of places that I want to visit.

Maybe once I’m back from my next RTW trip I will do a very thorough trip around Europe.

It’s not as if I’m ever not going to travel.

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About 2clouds

I am many things, most of them I am 100%, some of them 150%, none of them just half. I write, I read, I dream, I travel. I question. And I'm always looking for answers. No dream is impossible.
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