Now there are some things that humans are just programmed to like, like chocolate, chicken ( Yeah, I am a very enthusiastic chicken lover who believes that absolutely everyone must like chicken and the ones who say they don’t have to be lying), the smell of fresh earth after it has rained and vacations, or so I thought. Well, apparently not.
Vacations are all about sleeping, waking up late, and too late to have breakfast but still having it, and then dividing the rest of the day proportionately between more eating, more sleeping and some other equally lovely activities like watching movies, old soaps, reading books, staring at walls, and so on. Now there’s no reason why anyone in their right minds should not want a day like this. And it’s one thing to have your beliefs proven wrong and another to have them proven wrong by yourself. So you can imagine the shock and denial I went through when I found myself not liking vacations, the way they should be.
Now I am not going to rant about why I don’t like vacations. I would probably have liked to but I can’t figure that out myself. So more on that later.
So that is that and my first post should explain why I am here. I don’t like vacations and the first thing on my ‘How to spoil a perfectly good vacation’ list is work, any kind. I couldn’t think of anything else so this. Bear with me.
