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Sunday, June 05, 2011

A Low Expectation Holiday


We've just come back from five days on Harris in the outer Hebrides. I often fantasise about starting a travel firm called Low Expectation Holidays. It would offer things like: mooching tours round military cemeteries in Flanders during February, days spent wandering round sites loosely associated with the Beatles, drives through the featureless industrial wastes of New Jersey and short trips to the Hebrides. My target demographic would be glass half-full people, the kind of people who treat good weather as a pleasant bonus rather than a civil right. This is the way you have to approach the Hebrides. When the sun does shine up there, people say, "why can't it be like this all the time?" The obvious answer to that is that if it were sunny all the time it would be overrun with tourists from all over the world and would no longer offer the peace and solitude that makes it so precious.

6 comments:

John Medd said...

I've done the featureless industrial wastes of New Jersey c/o The Sopranos tour we did last time we were in New York. That said, there's nothing featureless about Satin Dolls, aka Bada Bing. My glass was certainly half full that day.

PaulV said...

Good attitude, David! I rarely look forward to holidays, viewing them as unwelcome interruptions to my lovingly-cultivated daily routines, and as enforced separations from "my stuff". Result? I always enjoy the holidays enormously!

Dan Worth said...

Wonderful photo, I'd wager you'd sell 10 trips a year with that in your window (assuming your taking the old fashioned high street route to market).

reincheque said...

Satin Dolls, by all accounts, has its knockers...

Martin said...

I tend not to tell anyone I've been to the Hebrides so that, if I'm lucky enough to get to go back there, all those people I've told won't be there too!

Great picture, btw.

Tim Holmes said...

I did the Hebrides holiday years ago. It was so miserable after the first two days that only the fact there was no daily ferry service stopped me leaving. On the third day I went to the beach your photo shows, the skies cleared, the sun came out ... the ferry left without me.