Right, only a quick one today because I’ll be catching a taxi to the coach station shortly. I’m off on holiday. It seems like it’s not been that long since Malmö – I guess it hasn’t, that was only 6 weeks ago.
But despite it seeming like a terrible time to take annual leave from work, the next few months are only going to get worse, and this is the only chance I have to go anywhere before the end of September. I guess that won’t feel like such a depressing prospect when I get back in July.
Yes anyway, I’m going to Amsterdam. I haven’t been before – or if I have, it was only on a technicality at a hotel-conference centre for my previous job. My dad took me to Rotterdam when I was about 14, but that with his work – not exactly the glamorous holiday, but I was excited at the time. Amsterdam’s supposed to be really nice though. Continue reading