Tag: Christmas travel tale
I opened the curtains on to a bright, sunny day. I watched a lone paraglider spiral slowly down through the perfect blue sky.
It was Christmas morning and I was alone. In a motel room in Queenstown, New Zealand.
“It’s just another day!” I had assured Sue, my travelling companion, convinced that it wouldn’t trouble me at all. Her boyfriend had flown out to join her for Christmas. Mine hadn’t. He was far too busy. Far to important. Traits that would ultimately clinch his place among the ranks of the X-Men!
But it’s not just another day. By my own choice, I was on the other side of the planet from my loved ones and I missed them like hell! Continue reading “Lonely? A Traveller’s Tale of Christmas on the Other Side of the World.”