Initially posted in July 2014, but it totally answers today’s daily prompt 🙂
This seat is so uncomfortable. There is too much light. The food is terrible. It is either too cold or too hot here and the Attila haven’t kept quiet for a single second since we took off. « No ! we are not there yet kiddos ! just another 15 little hours ! almost there».
This is our first day of the so called “Holidays”. The most exhausting. 17h flight in total before we reach Paris. Then another 2h on the road before Mamyvette’s house. As much as I have been looking forward to our European vacations, the mere thought of what the trip entails gives me heart palpitations and I feel all sweaty again.
I used to add to the torture by staying awake all day, forbidding myself to crash to bed before 8PM. I imposed walks in the sun to the exhausted family, drinking…
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