Having a break from the routine

"I'm looking forward to having a break from the routine." I said to my wife.

We all have a routine, each and every one of us. You may not like to admit it, but you do. We get up, go to work, come home, go to bed.

Repeat.

I needed a break from it. Which meant one thing. A Holiday.

After counting down the months, weeks, days, hours. The time eventually arrived.

We got up at 04:30 am, like I used to do to go to work.

We drove to the airport, down the motorway. Just like I did everyday to go to work.

We had breakfast at the airport, the same one we always have when going on holiday.

We got on the plane and sat in our pre-booked seats. The ones we always sit in.

We landed at our destination in Greece. We tend to go to different locations in Greece each year, or we go back and revisit some of our favourites.

We checked into our hotel, the one we stayed in a couple of years ago. We stayed in the exact same room.
Up and on the beach by 10:30 am the next morning. To the same beds we sat on last time. Lunch at 13:30 am and left the beach at 17:30 pm.

Just like a military drilled routine. Like we always do.

Got ready, went out and drank a few Mythos beers whilst the wife had white wine. We ate in one of our favourite restaurants, we both had the same food as last time. We walked back to our hotel eating ice cream.

This all sounds very familiar.

We did all this for 14 days and 14 nights.

It was soon time to fly back home.

On the drive back from the airport I said to my wife, "It was nice to have a break from the routine." We both agreed and nodded.

The next day we booked to go back.