My life has been a whirlwind of activity lately - not least because I've been spending hours on the laptop, labouring over the itinerary for my forthcoming trip to Britain, Paris and Switzerland, sometimes even staying up just so that I can work on finding the best value-for-money accomodation or check out various sights and attractions.
The experience has not been wholly enjoyable. Many times, I've wondered - like C does - why I'm racking my brains and sacrificing my sleep when I could just take my pick from the range of packages offered by travel agencies. True, they may not be customised to my preferences, but surely that's a small compromise to make in exchange for the convenience?
But I've soldiered on, telling myself that the rewards will come on the trip. Every trip is transformed into an adventure with the knowledge that one is completely on one's own, free to decide when and where to go or stay and for how long, as well as the opportunity to veer off the beaten track.
The experience of going on a self-planned vacation can be truly liberating and exciting - it makes one feel that one is really taking a break from the confines of routine and the grind of daily life. That is the whole point of going on a holiday, isn't it?
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