went abroad with dp for a week and got back sunday night
we have never been away together just as a couple as when we got together i had a small baby and then our DD was born last year so it just hasnt been possible. i was really looking forward to it. in fact, the longest we have been together on our own is probably only a couple of days.
but tbh i had a pretty disappointing time, i think my expectations were just too high, me and dp didnt even get on that well while we were away, the hotel room was shit and had single beds (not exactly condusive to comfy shagging, or even cuddling :(
) i got bitten to fuck by some sort of insect and ended up with legs covered in horrible itchy bites, the locals were pretty unfriendly, the food was pretty horrible and sloppy and all the same, the drink not great and really expensive, nothing much to do and our resort was in the middle of nowhere so was either an hour walk to the crappy beachfront or an unreliable bus service to the nearest town which took nearly an hour. oh and the whole resort was just full of really old decrepit people, that sounds awful but we were the youngest there by decades and it was a bit depressing tbh. it was also weirder than i thought being away from the kids, i missed them dreadfully and felt a bit guilty.
i dunno, perhaps i am just miserable and ungrateful, i guess i expected more from our first ever holiday together and am now questioning whether we are even right for eachother as surely we should still have had a great time even if it was shit just coz we were together on our own with no kids :( i am so depressed today.