yep thats me................it drives my kids mad......
I'm going away in a couple of weeks to the Dominican Republic and because I've been to the same place a few times I keep saying......"This time in 2 weeks I'll be sat at my favoutite bar with a glass of rum in my hand," etc.
I cant help it........I say it before I go and when I return, lol
sam

I do it all the time! Nothing wrong with remembering happy holidays, especiaklly when it's raining outside or you're in work

Darren

Yes, definitely do that.

The horrid one though is when you have one of those holidays where you meet a lot of people (such as those boozy affairs of my teens and twenties) and you spend up to a week after you get back knowing that several parties of people you had met are still there and picturing what they are doing! You can only relax once you know that everyone you met out there is back home too.

I sometimes find myself thinking of a holiday and looking at my watch and picturing the staff and what they will be doing at that time and feeling rather envious of the holidaymakers they are looking after now instead of us.

Snap!

Yes, seems like most of us here on HT are the same. "this time next week.... This time last week.....". I must say it seems my life revolves around holidays and planning for them and I get a great feeling when I see people we've bumped into during our hols with their cases ready for the return pick-up and we've got at least a week of ours left. Does that sound bad

I know what you mean Shirley. I know this is bad, but when you get off the aircraft at your destination and you see those waiting to board the flight home, I always think 'what a shame' but then you realise that'll be you in a week or two!

Darren

I was only saying to my husband a couple of days ago that a year ago we were in the Maldives. I was 6 months pregnant at the time and now we have a lively 9 month old daughter and are off to menora this weekend. The last year has gone sooooo quickly.

I'm with you! If I've got a holiday booked its always "in x weeks time", if I haven't then its "x weeks\months ago I was....". My parents always believed in booking a holiday a year in advance, so that you had all year to look forward to it. When we were very small and stayed in the UK, we often went back to the same hotel as they knew it would be suitable for us as children - we used to book it whilst we were there which often meant we paid that years prices rather than the following years.

I really can't understand people who choose never to go away on holiday (rather than because they can't afford it), I have some fantastic memories which I wouldn't want to have missed out on. Louise

Snap Louise, it would take a lot for me to sacrifice my holiday. My sis hasn't been away for years eventhough she used to love her hols. She's doing her house out. Everyone to their own but I'd rather fork out on a holiday than have the best of everything in my house. Don't get me wrong - I like a nice house, but relaxation has to come in to it too.

Holiday photos are brilliant - no matter how much of a great time you've had, the memories can fade after a few more holidays - getting the photos out brings it all back.
I can still remember holidays I had as a child, when Majorca and Ibiza were very exotic places. I remember the first time I stepped off the plane in Majorca and feeling the heat, the first time arriving at the hotel and seeing the pool all lit up at night and the beach and going on the local buses...
My dad's birthday in Ibiza (and the row of empty "champagne" bottles we left lined up in the plant pots at the end of the night (and dad's hangover the next day) and celebrating the Queen's Silver Jubilee during the same holiday. Last summer we went on the little road train round to Portinatx just so I could remind myself of that holiday, and as soon as I saw the hotel, it all came flooding back.
The first time I took my own children on holiday to Majorca, the lovely holidays we've had since then. Memories are the best thing we have. I love my holidays and enjoy planning and looking forward to them as much as the holiday itself, but the memories last so much longer than that.

I also like to look back and love my photos as they are great memory joggers of events, trips, special meals etc. Particularly like talking about them with the kids. Do you remember such and such, that type of converation over the dinner table, great fun & a bit of family bonding as well.

I also like talking to my very elderly Dad about holidays we had when I was young, it means we can talk about my late Mum in a nice way that isn't too upsetting. His memory of these holidays from 30 odd years ago are much better than his memory of what happened last week.

Doe

Carrying on from the last few posts, sorry if iI'm going a bit ...

Neighbours of ours never go away on holiday - ever.

And it's not like they can't afford it, by their own admission they are "very comfortable" financially.

They say they cannot see the point of spending loads of money for two weeks when they can take
two weeks off work and put the money into the house.(Which is lovely, but there's only so much you can do to a house isn't there?)

Fair enough I suppose, each to their own and all that.

But it's their children I feel sorry for.
They are both adults now (18 and 23) but they have never, ever had a family holiday.
I think that's so sad.

That is quite sad, and holidays don't even have to cost very much anyway. The first holiday I took my kids on was a cheapie to Majorca and I didn't even have very much spending money either - I went to the local supermarket and we ate in the apartment most days. We had a lovely time and the kids still talk about it now. The photos from that holiday are some of my most cherished posessions.
I bet your neighbour's kids will go on lots of holidays when they have families of their own, just to make up for everything they missed. I hope they bring their own excited children round to see the granparents and drive them mad with their own photos and holiday memories

My parents have never had a holiday in their lives. We didn't even go on day trips when I was a child. My first holiday was when I was 16 and the boss of the chip shop where I worked after school took me to Huntingdon in Cambridgeshire to babysit their kids on the odd night.

My first holiday abroad was when I was 18 to Romania and I thought it was going to be my one and only trip abroad as people like us just didn't go abroad.

Well let's just say that I have made up for lost time since that first holiday and now try to get away 3 times a year.

As for reminiscing, yes I count down the weeks leading up to the holiday and after it's over I do think what I was doing this time last week, 2 weeks ago, etc. For weeks and even months afterwards I go over what we did on holiday last thing at night every night to help me get to sleep.

luci

That is quite sad, and holidays don't even have to cost very much anyway

I totally agree.

I remember my parents taking us kids on an impromptu camping holiday when we were given a 4 man bog-standard tent.
(We already had a two burner camping stove, a camping kettle, and a water carrier - ooooh posh! )

We threw some clothes into a bag, Mum emptied some of her kitchen cupboards for our food, and with our pillows and blankets - yes blankets! - we loaded up the car and off we went for 5 days!

We played on the beach each day, and went for walks and / or played games or cards round the campfire of a night.
It didn't cost much money-wise, but the memories are priceless!

i love thinking about my holidays! especially my childhood one's with my parents. we didnt go on holiday every year but when we did go it was amazing and its something I will always remember

since going on holiday with my boyfriend the last couple of years I drive him mad by always talking about it.

I'm just the type of girl that loves holidays:)

My niece just popped round this morning- she's going to Turkey on Sunday and staying in the same hotel that hubby and I stayed at 5 or 6 years ago. I brought out the photo album for her to look at and we had a few laughs when I started recounting stories. I told her about the trip into the village we had, thrown in free after booking a gullet cruise and a show. I explained how we visited your typical turkish village and ate food prepared by the locals off low tables, all sitting on the floor. I told her to expect to be taken to a place where they made carpets and kept you there for about an hour when they tried to sell you rugs. When I said that it was still worth it and that hadn't put us off she raised her eyebrows and looked shocked She thought I'd said they try to sell you Drugs

I think my best memory has to be when I was about 11 We always went away with my parents best friends and their two children, the eldest was the same age as me. Every day her dad took us to the beach, which was great, except when it was cold (good old british weather)!! We have photographs of us sat outside our beach hut, with a windbreak either side and the blow up boat/lilo's balanced on the windbreaks whilst it threw it down with rain! Nothing got between her dad and the beach ! Louise