Before I buckle down to my first full time job this century,I decide to take a break (makes sense, right?)
Holiday?
I’ve decided to go and visit the family in… wait for it… Africa. Thanks to my faithful (expensive) flexible friend, I’ve booked the flight and fly out in 2 days. It’ll be nice to get away from the bills, wet weather and the hill of rejection slips clogging up the drawer. Instead, this time next week, I’ll be sipping Mango juice whilst swatting the occasional mosquito. Bliss.