I love it when I’m there, enjoying the warmth, food and seeing the sites but I get so stressed in the run up to it. Instead of getting excited, I feel uneasy and wish I wasn’t going.
I worry for 3 or 4 days before and all the way to the airport then settle down once checked in. But right up until that point I am on edge and looking forward to being home again? How crazy is that? I am so lucky I am able to go in the first place. WTF is wrong with me?