Travelling

Everyone loves to get out once in a while, me in particular. There's nothing more I like than getting out there, forgetting about life's worries and embrace with what's out there. It's so captivating when you realise what lies beyond home. Especially when you're native to a city in the Midlands called Lincoln. Don't get me wrong, Lincoln is a great place, it's just that there are a lot of places that are better than Lincoln. Maybe others could sympathise that getting out of their home town/city is like a breathe of fresh air or maybe I'm on my own on this? It's good to get out, even to down the road to Newark. That would give a glimmer so satisfaction because Newark isn't Lincoln. Simple logic really. Sometimes you want to go somewhere else for longer. You need a holiday!

Holiday's are great aren't they? I'm not talking about a week down to Eastbourne, I'm more in the 'overseas' direction at the moment because they are what really get the juices flowing. Everything about going away on holiday is something to be excited about! The endless days, the blistering heat, even watching peoples luggage go around on the carousels at the airport, wondering who's the rancid pink suitcase could be and then realising you haven't had much sleep, you're jet lagged, slightly stressed and you're watching peoples bags doing laps. With everyone else. And when that's all done, you soldier on to go to were ever you're going to live for the next week or so in a coach for an hour. With the same people. One of my favourite places to go on holiday was Greece, way back in the year of 2005. Halkidiki is one of the peninsulas off mainland Greece and there was a lot to take in. Picturesque mountains, crystal blue seas, the works. It also had a Lidl which looked exactly like the one's over in Britain! And I thought the yellow and blue signage scheme stopped on the UK border. I was wrong. You travel 2,000 miles around the globe to find shops you're familiar with. That's spectacular! The cuisine wasn't too bad outside of Lidl either. I remember getting a pizza with a choice of any toppings for a couple of Euros and due to the drinking age limit (there isn't one), a complimentary shot of Ouzo. Which went down nicely. Even holiday weather is something to enjoy. Normally, at home, watching rain is a pretty dire hobby and I don't recommend you participate in such activity. But on holiday, it's better. In 2002 on the Isle of White, the heavens opened and rain was unleashed on a biblical scale. We're talking car drowning rain and I'm not making that up. A bloke misunderestimated the depth of a pool of water in a dip in the road and flooded his engine. And back to Greece, there was a storm on one of the first nights we [family] were there. It was a sort of tropical-type storm. Howling wind and crashing waves that looked like they were about to eat the small beach side shops selling beach ware. We thought we had to stock up on supplies because these shops may not last the night. Morning came, it was like as if nothing happened. The same can't be said about a holiday to Great Yarmouth. Six days miserable weather, one day shine. The less said about that the better, so expect me to bring it up later.

Okay, so when you're not on holiday, what do you do? Have a day out. There is a limit to what a good day out must include though and sometimes, especially when visiting beaches, they have to have a good cut to make it enjoyable. British seasides cannot be compared to the Mediterranean beach fronts. In Spain, for example, they seem to have the right idea and we take a back burner. Spain is awash with bars, restaurants, clubs and we have chip shops, arcades, places that sell Elvis memorabilia and another chip shop. Because that's what I think about when I go to the beach. Elvis and chips. However, sometimes, we get it right. Put a small theme park on the seaside and you've got a good'un. The same goes with the bandits that let you win. Not only are you a winner but the seaside is also a winner because you're a winner. You could also give it one of them heavy purple summer sunsets and...our survey says...top marks. I think this is down to the fact that you can have a good time no matter where you are in the world. You leave home at home and start to take on board what's around you where you are. There are some days out that can be brilliant. Scarborough for example. I had a good time there because there was a chance for a ride in a speedboat around the harbour, which was rather fun. I don't know how it would fair as a holiday destination. Maybe short weekend. Cleethorpes on the other hand wouldn't make a good holiday destination. It isn't even a seaside. It's more of an 'opening to the river Humber' and rivers can contain all matter of nastiness. What am I on about 'more of an opening?' It is the opening to the Humber. Great Yarmouth on the other hand is a holiday destination. I told you I'll bring it back up. Yes, I did say that the miserable weather made it memorable for the wrong reasons, but everything else was thumbs up. It had the theme park. It had the one sunny day which was spent on Goreston beach. And it also had a sense of mystery with the derelict Jim Davidson theatre on the pier and the windmill generators in the sea that looked rather eerie as the sun set which is another of them factors covered. So it's not all that bad, outlooks can end up being good even if they look bad. We all like a holiday or a day out. Be it to Spain, Greece, Bournemouth, Great Yarmouth, York, London, anywhere, it can be a wise move. You're going to enjoy it because you're not at home!