I don't really enjoy holidays. Don't get me wrong, I love to switch off from work and home responsibilities, but a holiday brings a whole new load of issues.
My DH seems to feel under pressure to fill every moment with "activity", something different or more exciting than we might do at home. So much so, that during our most recent one, he got into a state of high anxiety and tension which turned him into a completely different person (snappy, irritable, distracted) for most of the week. He looked close to a heart attack the whole time.
I go along with what he wants because I want him to enjoy his holiday, but all I want to do is relax and not rush around much. I'm happy to go for a long walk but does it have to be up a mountain and involve technical clothing and a compass? I'm happy to go check out a hidden beach but do we have to visit two other tourist attractions on the same day, just to say we've been? Can we not have a day overlooking the lakes and going nowhere?
I end up counting the days until I can get home and back to normality and for DH to return to his loving self.
I'm not really a lounge-by-the-pool person necessarily (although I would, gladly), but I'm not a physically fit mountaineer or hill walker either. I like fun (expensive) stuff like zip wires, segways, boat trips, pony trekking etc - which he isn't that bothered about - but I couldn't give a shit about castles or museums or famous towns.
DH thinks I'm a bit weird and just lazy and boring to not be excited at the prospect of wandering around a random town with 55 gift shops, a million tourists and parking for 3 cars.
Am I? I guess we just have different ideas of what we look for in a holiday.