It used to mean new adventures, but now I seem to have sectioned my holidays into City Breaks, trips with friends, etc and I see my proper holiday as the one I've repeated each year for the last three years.
Younger me used to think it was a waste of holiday not exploring new places with every day of PTO, but I love our 10 day routine of driving to a houseboat resort and just having everything meet my expectations, no nasty surprises, knowing where everything is, and what all the facilities are, how clean and peaceful it is... so that my shoulders drop as soon as we turn into the gates.
My son is an adult so self catering only means for me that I can get up, get my coffee early and sit gazing at the wildlife and just exist in solitude for a bit on the deck, outside of a really hectic career and life at home. Fresh bread is delivered everyday so it's just the breakfast dishes to do, and we wash them together, chatting companionably.
If he wants to laze in bed, I don't care. I'll take myself off to the pool or spa and leave him with the dog. It's also the most dog friendly area I've ever been to, so we book a private gated section of the dog beach for a few days.
Even though it's the same location we haven't eaten in the same restaurant twice, there's always somewhere new to try.
Every year I think of a new location we could go, but then I get panicky envy that someone else could be enjoying my houseboat and I rebook. 🤣