Another week, another beach cabin. I'm getting the hang of this backpacking now.
I love our trips away. My mum and dad take it in turns to have a lie-in, so I get to hold one of them hostage each morning at the kitchen table with the play-doh. It's their choice - open the play doh or I start shouting about putting on "The Wiggles" DVD. My dad won't wiggle anything at 7am, so play doh it is.
Oh yes, I'm really getting the travel bug now. Ha! The olds will regret all this trekking about when I'm eighteen and asking them to fund my gap year.
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