I do enjoy a family holiday. It’s an escape from everyday life. You get to spend quality time with the ones you get homesick over. And they lived with you once, so know what you’re like in the mornings. I hadn’t been on one for such a long time. Simply because, mom and dad have been abroad alone (me, my sister and brother are all in our twenties now), and the only family holidays here in the UK are camping. Yes, camping. There’s just something about camping for several days which doesn’t go well with me I don’t think. A…
