Saturday 28 August 2010

…and on the way home I saw the sun

After a week at work most Fridays end with me slumped in the sofa late evening and falling asleep in front of the television. This week was a short family holiday that ended with me slumped in the sofa late evening and falling asleep in front of the television. I have fallen out of love, if it ever was love, with CenterParcs. Aside from a hint of blue sky on the Tuesday afternoon it wasn’t until I drove home that I finally got to see the sun. The rest of the time it rained… and rained... and rained.

Of course this is hardly the fault of my hosts, but just as good weather can excuse, the poor weather exposed the faults. Because when things are a bit shit you kind of want to make up for it at the end of the day with, for example, a half-decent meal. Alternatively you could try eating at Hucks, an American themed diner offering a ‘Juniors buffet’ for £5.50; or as my daughter found out, five empty hot plates. I tell myself, so long as my daughter enjoys herself then nothing else really matters, and lack of food notwithstanding she did. But I didn’t.

3 comments:

  1. Hah, this made me reflect on my own summer. 5 weeks of non stop rain spent 'on holiday' in the UK. I flew back to my host country to find yet more rain. It's the pits Phil, but at least I enjoyed my rain filled weeks because I was enjoying the comforts of being back home with my family. All say 'ahhhhhh'

    Bx

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  2. I just love the five empty hot plates line

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  3. I thought Centreparks (oh... have a spelt it wrong? I appolgise, I'm English)) didn't have rain? I thought it was in some giant bubble or something? I must be mixing it up with Jupiter or the Eden project :-S xx

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