I think my blog may have just become a personal photo diary. Please excuse the following posts as I'm pretty sure that no one but myself (and maybe my grandparents) will have any interest in my holiday snaps.
I had the most amazing time in Spain. It took two xanax to get me on the return flight, and nearly a week for me to get over my post-holiday blues. Even now, I'm writing this from my kitchen in England but my mind is out at sea, playing back the memories of travelling along the North coast of Africa via yacht, spotting wild dolphins, and reliving the sensation of hot sand between my toes and in my bikini bottoms. I can't wait until I can once again throw on a pretty dress and go shopping for fresh fruit and a much needed industrial-strength aircon unit.
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