everyone needs a holiday now and again...even if you live in the south of france and everyday is one loooong holiday, its still nice to get away and forget all about the sunshine; forget all about the pool; forget all about the games of boules; forget all about good wine; forget all about good food...
...infact, forget all about everything that you've spent decades perfecting in your own little world and then you can go and pick holes in everything that someone else has decided is the perfect holiday!
That said, I have just got back from the beautiful island of Rhodes, and it was pretttty, pretttty good if I say so myself.
It was my little sisters wedding and she had decided on Falaraki...which wasn't the easiest of places to get to from the south of France (it appeared that only the English and Germans fly direct, although I found out while I was there that Belgium and some of the Nordic countries also do it).
It was the Sun Palace Hotel. I've worked in lots of different places in the world and stayed in lots of different hotels in the world, but this one was the most difficult hotel I've come across to book (at least when booking something a little different, like only 3 nights!), it appears that people only ever go to Rhodes for a week at a time (dictated presumably by the travel companies)!
What was most difficult though was getting there. Either fly north for a direct flight back to the south or take a very long and convoluted route half-way across Europe.
In the end I opted for:
1. flight from Nice to Rome;
"lunchtime, and when in Rome..."
2. flight from Rome to Athens;
"its a long wait in the airport!"
3. flight from Athens to Rhodes.
"it was getting dark at this point"
Total Time (door to door) = 13 hours.
Total Flying Time = 3 hours!
Total time sat in goddamn awful airports = 10 hours!!!
"finally arrived...only 13 hours later!"
Still it was worth every second to be at the wedding...and to be on a little holiday to boot.
Only thing left was do the exact opposite all over again....
