my holidays have always consisted of me going off to see family and friends, so it's generally been hard to get more than a couple of days' real rest. but this time around, visiting my father was bliss.
for once, the weather held clear most of the 10 days i was there. and for once, there was no other family visiting, and my sister not being there (although that was quite sad), meant i didn't have to go walking with her or have the emotional strain of feeling guilty because i wouldn't. also, my father's 'new' girlfriend works, so she won't be the one to suggest we go and do stuff and it being at least the 4th summer i go, i've seen enough of the area not to need to go an explore.
so basically, i woke up when i did, ate, read, sunbathed and swam. it was great. i'd been there for 5 days before my father suggested going someplace, but even that ended up being easy as we basically went, dropped off what he had to drop off, had lunch, a very short stroll and then back home we went. all in all, a good relaxing time.