What holidays are for…

Sitting here this morning in sunny Antigua I’ve been reflecting on what makes a good break for us. It’s a game of two halves really. The best breaks being road trips and a chance to move on every day. Then there are the short week long chill out breaks that provide that much needed catch up on chill out time and sleep. But I think over the years we are narrowing down what’s important while away:

1. Peace and quiet – preferably seclusion and no having to share spaces with other irritating holidaymakers -although people watching is very entertaining

2. Our own pool/plunge pool and deck/sitting area. With plenty of seating options and shade.

3. When in the tropics then plenty of greenery – birds, lizards, flowers – ha ha but not very loud tree frogs that chirp at a high pitch all night eh Craig??

4. Good food, access to chilled drinks

5. A place to walk/stroll daily – beach, path, anywhere we can womble (not hike)

6. Wi-Fi – for various reasons

7. A pool to swim in

What’s not important:

1. A Bali beach bed on a beach with other people- this place has one, sounded a great idea but in reality it’s plonked directly behind another Bali beach bed so no view of the sea – boo. We’ll probably never use it

2. Dodgy folk music – are Beatles really folk?? Either way the duo playing music last night in the restaurant murdered the tunes pretty well

3. 08:30 welcome meetings from the holiday rep. Really?? Nope. Ain’t doing it! He finally tracked us down today to check we were “safe”

The ultimate challenge now is that having set the bar so high in the Maldives, nothing comes even close so far! But still, lovely relaxing break and good company (even if someone wants to not listen to me chattering away)

Mrs Fogg in The Fog

Another bloomin HOT day of doing nothing but eating and chilling. A leisurely stroll along the beach and then as with most Caribbean islands, it’s time to Fog the place with “totally organic and safe stuff” to kill mosquitos. Doesn’t look very safe and smells and tastes even less so

Welcome to Antigua

A nice, friendly little place with rustic accommodation. It’s only currently 31 degrees at present, so cool then. Today will see us chillin, relaxin, eatin, sleepin and generally forgetting about the W word.

It’s Hot

Welcome to Antigua. Pre-Flight Check-in

  • Cut Frass – Mr Fogg check
  • Clean House 1 Mr Fogg check
  • Make Full English Lunch – Mr Fogg check
  • Avoid Wasp Swarm – Mr Fogg check
  • Empty Fridge – Mr Fogg check
  • Do the Gym – Mr Fogg check
  • Throw Milk – Mrs Fogg. EPIC FAIL

Oh well, so the milk will walk itself out of the fridge and into the bin!

Hey Ho, but a hoo, here’s our plane and here’s Mrs Fogg enjoying the sun

Grim at 0400

Wonderful night sleep in “the box”, nope. Security strip search done and now hours of waiting to fly

Antigua or Bust

A very very tiring few months for Mrs Fogg and I, with Mrs Fogg working the other side of the country and my working 13 hours a day. So time for a well earned rest and a short break to Antigua starting with a 6 hour drive to the airport for an overnight sleep in a 6ftx6ft box hotel room.

Tomorrow we fly and tonight we try the shower/ toilet/ sink/ bed combo!

Summer

The garden is looking super, the cabin sits amid a plethora of bushes and things. BBQ anyone

The Star is born

We spent the night at the Star at Harome, which is simply exquisite accommodation, accompanied by a fantastic 8 course Michelin taster menu and wine to match each course. To say we are stuffed is an understatement. Fantastic food, wonderful accommodation and quite easily the sexiest woman in the world!!

And to point out, I am not shorter than Mrs Fogg, she is wearing 4 inch heels!

Oh and they also got some wabbits. Hare today, gone tomorrow.