I’ve always felt that a big part of the joy of holidays is looking forward to it, doing research on the destination and counting the days to the departure (yeah it sounds a bit silly but if you’re only going away for a week then you might as well also enjoy the months leading up to that one week right?).
And while I still think that this applies for trips where I go along with friends or family, I’m no longer so sure about it when it comes to trips I’m doing on my own. I know for sure that I was very happy when I only had to wait for about five weeks from buying the flight ticket to leaving for my 6 Weeks in Heaven Sri Lanka. And back then I actually knew the people that I was going to spend the time with (I did however not really know what I was going to do or where exactly I’d be living).
