This year, we were meant to go on a cruise with friends for their 40th wedding anniversary. [If it sounds a bit strange to accompany friends on their wedding anniversary (no, we’re not swingers), know that they’re great friends, we went on a cruise together a couple of years ago, Mr S has known them most of his life and he was in their bridal party, straight after they finished high school. Our last cruise together was great- we don’t live in each other’s pocket – have breakfast together, do our own thing during the day and catch up at dinner.]
Anyway, this cruise was meant to take place during our year off. As in this year! My plan was we’d go to the UK, spend May, June and July there, fly home straight after the summer equinox and hop over to Fiji for our small boat cruise. Then Mr S would ski for a few weeks while I pottered around. Then we’d drive north to the top of Australia.
But COVID, postponed year off and all that.
We moved the dates. And moved the dates. And just now, with the Australian governments announcement that we are “allowed out”, we’ve booked dates for next year.
As soon as the fortress was open, our friends looked up flight deals.
So now we have a holiday planned in our year off. Three nights in a resort, a seven day cruise, and finishing with five nights at another resort.
Although we’re not going until July-August next year, there’s a real buzz in having things to look forward to. The planning. The anticipation. The future.
Of course, things can change. A new variant! But for now, we’re happy and our Adult Gap Year is taking structure.