I'm suffering from serious itchy feet. What was your favourite holiday, what made it special? What did you do that you wouldn't normally do?
I'm drinking Malibu and pineapple and pretending I'm back in a bar called Wax on the beach in Mui Ne, Vietnam. Or a full moon party in Ko Pan Ngan (sp). Or strutting my stuff in Lan Kwai Fong in Hong Kong.
At the moment I even miss sitting in airports with that nervous anticipation of the journey ahead, or returning home with stories to tell.
Ah. I even got my backback out of my cupboard before just to smell it. (FYI it smells pretty rank).
I want to go to India next. I'm trying not to hold my horror three day New Delhi experience against a whole nation. Damn uni! I want to take off now!
Tell me your travel stories!



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