Last weekend, my hubby and I took our first holiday in years. We were lucky to stay with family in the heart of the city and our break was glorious. I have had the itch to travel. I am addicted to Travel Noire and the 4 hour-work week is worn through from my constant thumbing through, scheming my escape from a 9-5 and travelling and living like a nomad.
For less that £140 and a slight delay from Ryanair, this is what our long weekend, looked like