Back in the day, when I was younger, before kids, (when I was more of a dare-devil) my husband and I lived in Nottingham, UK (for three years), and every holidays we travelled to many different places and countries – Scotland, Ireland, Italy, Spain, Iceland, Egypt, Switzerland, France, Austria, Holland, Germany, Denmark, Poland, Belgium, Jordan, Greece, Turkey, Moscow, (to name a few) and went on lots of fabulous adventures (floating down the Nile in a felucca, skiing in Austria, photographing the breathtaking ruins of Petra, getting chased by police across Red Square, Auschwitz (harrowing experience), bike riding in Copenhagen to see The Little Mermaid statue, the Red Light District in Amsterdam, creeping through dark, dusty tunnels inside a pyramid, snorkeling in the Red Sea, climbing Mount Vesuvius, bungy jumping and sky-diving (to name a few). One of the places we didn’t get to visit was Croatia (my dream destination). I would have loved to have seen the beautiful scenery and tasted the cuisine.
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Fast forward to now: much older and with two kids – my dream destination is anywhere where we can put the kids in kids’ club and I can sit by the pool with my feet up, book in one hand, cocktail in the other! haha! 🙂