After a couple of years without a holiday, Eunice has booked a surprise destination for us, only to be revealed at the airport on the way there. She has booked planes and hotels, and organized suitcases and luggage, without a hint of where we are heading.

So bags were packed in secret, things printed on the printer with "don't come here" being said ... told to organize days off with work, and everyone asking where we were going and not being able to say...

Eventually the weeks went to days, and the days went to hours.

The pets were organized, the house locked up, and we caught a taxi to the airport, still with me having no idea of where we were heading ... all I knew is we were catching a plane to ... somewhere ...