It's not really a holiday when you've got a young family in tow, but a week away, a change of scene. Where holidays are concerned some level of relaxation is expected, a little more sleep, and some relief from the grind of work and everyday life.
But then again, a holiday presents the opportunity to explore somewhere new, have different experiences, and see things you've wanted to see for a long time...
And things you never expected to see.
It's the chance to have an adventure with the people you love the most, and ultimately, when you look back these are the things you'll remember.
Not the oppressive heat and humidity, the hours spent each night trying to settle restless children, nor their agonising wake up call by six each morning. Not even your camera bouncing down a flight of ancient steps.
But Moth's excitement as he climbed to the top of the castle tower (twice), and Ever's determination to walk forever. Those moments of tranquility and elation, brief, yet profound when Sewel and I chose to embrace them.
And of course, there is the relief to be back home again, even though it won't be home for much longer.
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