Do I Need Another Suitcase

And so, after my day at the races, I am unpacking and re-packing, ready for my holiday to Florida. I have no idea what to expect. I have never really wanted to go to Florida or Disney or any of those places, but some friends are renting a villa and PY, and I are going to see them. It’s a strange thing. When I was younger, I never wanted to go to the United States: it never really appealed to me, and perhaps it even scared me a little bit. This will be my seventh visit in about five years – they have mainly been trips for work, and this is the first one that’s a holiday (if you exclude the extension to the business trip I had to New York in 2002 and the half hour spent across the border from Canada).

I am certain I have packed too much (I always do), but if I sit on the suitcase it will shut (honestly).

I don’t want to admit that I’m really quite excited. I will be writing down some of my impressions while I am there, but I don’t know if I will be able to post them.

See you soon.

On this day…