Holiday Dusk

The light is soft, it’s created a kind of glow over everything that you seem to notice only on holidays. The hours between afternoon and evening are the most gentle, the most peaceful, when there is a sense of calm after a full day combined with a steady excitement for the time that stretches before you, like the endless stroll along the beach.

The day was spent with sand between your toes and a sheen on your skin that was a mix of sweat, suncream and salt water. You’ve showered, but you can still feel the beach on your arms and the pink tinge has remained on your face. It doesn’t look like burn though, it looks like life, like you’ve been kissed by the day. There are some new freckles, spots of experience on your skin that appear and disappear with the seasons as though to mark the passing of time, the changes in yourself. Your hair is still damp, falling down your back and creating cooler air for you to breathe, your jewellery is glinting in the golden glow and you begin the routine of the evening, the simple pleasures that make time feel abundantly special and explicitly plain all at once.

On the balcony they’re waiting, head in a book, rosé open and a glass waiting for you. A bag of crisps from a European brand you haven’t heard of but grabbed at the little shop on the way home has been part consumed and a bowl of pistachios sits with the cracked shells mixed up amongst the soft green saltiness. Sit down, book closes, eyes up, smile, sip, happy. So happy. You think it’s funny, the amount of time you can spend with a person and still have things to say, how you can live through the same day and still have things to share about it, thoughts you kept to yourself that now slip out as you work your way through the bottle. Dry and crisp and clear, as your mind slowly becomes less so and the sound of laughter fills the air. Your eyes take on that familiar sparkle, it’s the flirting, the cheekiness of the unknown evening.

Outside there’s a soft breeze, a chill but the heat of the day still lingers in the air so you’re not cold, maybe that’s the wine though. You walk down the cobbled sandy street, hand in hand, arms swinging like they’re wings, like you’re trying to take off. You feel light enough to take off. You stop at the restaurant, one you ate at two nights ago, or was it three? The softness of the days mean they blurr together in the warmest of ways. Same table, same waiter, same menu, same wine. You pick up the glass by the stem, eye the menu, you don’t know what to have but it doesn’t matter, in this mood it seems impossible for anything not to taste like heaven. Olives stuffed with secrets arrive, bread that you can hear as much as you can taste when you bite it. The evening goes on and the sun sets, creating a brief dusk over the sea before it says goodbye.

It’s colder as you leave so you take their jacket off the back of their chair without asking but they don’t say anything, the don’t mind, they never do. The walk back is slower, arm in arm with steps that are more gentle, attempting to let the night linger for as long as possible, to try and pause the moment, to hold off on sleep. The sun and the wine amplify your exhaustion but it’s ok, you don’t mind the feeling of it in your bones when there is nothing else to do. It’s dark now, a quick look at the stars before you duck into your summer cave.

The day is done, but tomorrow will be exactly the same, how lovely.


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Amsterdam on Film

Last week I went to Amsterdam. It was cold, expensive and wonderful. Here’s a little look at some of the photos we took and what we got up to.


Apologies for the quality of some of these but I guess that’s part of the joy of a disposable camera. They’ll be plenty of decent pictures on my instagram.

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On Tuesday, my summer travels come to an end. I have spent the most unforgettable time in Greece, I’ve wandered for hours through Spain and have celebrated my family with them in the Channel Islands. I have no more holidays and no more exciting plans, just plenty of time to earn back all the money I’ve spent and scroll through the endless photos. However, in the meantime, and so that I can drag out the reminiscing for as long as possible, I thought I’d share a few things I’ve learnt from the past 6 weeks.


  • Wear sun cream, everyday, right up to the edge of your swimming costume.
  • Don’t spend 12 euros on a mojito, it’s really not worth it.
  • You’re not going to exercise everyday, that’s ok. In fact it’s ok not to exercise at all.
  • Make sure you eat 3 meals a day, especially when travelling with a male, they get particularly hangry. Might be worth bringing snacks.
  • Send a couple of postcards, it makes other people happy and doesn’t cost you much.
  • Do as much as you can but don’t be annoyed if you couldn’t manage everything you wanted.
  • Read.
  • Sleep.
  • Don’t drink too much wine at lunch, you feel sleepy and lose the afternoon and then feel guilty about it later.
  • Be flexible, plans might change but that’s not necessarily a bad thing.
  • Clean your feet before you get into bed, there’s nothing worse than sandy sheets.
  • Try and see the sunset everyday.IMG_1711 (1)
  • When buying aloe vera moisturiser to help with sunburn, make sure it is in fact moisturiser and not hair conditioner (easy mistake to make).
  • Don’t compare your holiday to other people’s, you’re lucky to be where you are and should be busy living your life, not looking at theirs.
  • Remember that people form opinions about you quickly in a shared villa, try and make sure they’re good ones.
  • Sneaking into hotel pools is easier than you’d think and a great way to spend the afternoon. Added bonus if it’s a DoubleTree Hilton, they give out free cookies.
  • Don’t forget bug spray and make sure you don’t run out of toothpaste.
  • Don’t underestimate the difference an iced coffee can make to your mood but don’t get addicted, they’re full of sugar.
  • If you’re going on a bike ride, make sure you won’t be cycling up any surprise mountains (I learnt that the hard way)
  • Always carry a deck of cards or uno.
  • Swim in the sea, 9 times out of 10 it is true when people say “It’s lovely once you’re in”.
  • It’s ok to take a bit of time for yourself if you’re feeling overwhelmed.
  • Chances are you won’t realise what a great time you’re having until it’s over, make sure you enjoy it while you’re there.

If you are yet to embark on your summer travels I am incredibly envious, I shall be here, trying to endure the heatwave and drinking copious amounts of Pimms which actually, now I think about it, doesn’t sound that bad at all.


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