Holiday-on-Wye

I have been on holiday! It was exhausting.

We wanted to keep ourselves busy, not because we were in the least bit interested in the activities but because we didn't really have anything to say to each other, and so that we'd have lots of things to boast to our friends about when we got back. So we planned a packed schedule of exploring¹, horseriding², kayaking³, country-lane-rallying⁴, base-jumping⁵, hiking⁶, mountain-climbing⁷ and sword-fighting⁸, and swore that we'd kill our own supper⁹ every night and come back with more scars and better stories than we left with.

I confess, we were daunted by the ocassional day of rain, and we might not have leapt out of bed at exactly the crack of dawn every morning, but our indomitable British (Welsh border) spirits never failed and we kept the adrenaline at high tide and the conversation at bay admirably.

Now I'm back, and I'm looking forward to carrying on with my new-found anti-social activity-based lifestyle! I can only imagine where it might take me next.
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^{1 Incorrect use of the SatNav. 2 Looking at horses. 3 Boat trip on the River Wye. 4 Meeting other cars head-on down single-track roads. 5 Clattering down two flights of stairs in the rental house. 6 Walking around bookshops. 7 Walking around villages. 8 Arguing about the Mappa Mundi. 9 Feasting like kings in the local gastro-pub.}