A few weeks after arriving back from Philippines, I flew off to Zante, Greece for a week of sun, sand and sea. What made it more special was it was Khourtney’s first holiday! Although our flight was delayed and we were the last ones off the coach even though we had stopped at our hotel about three times and didn’t even know, once we finally arrived, it was worth it. Our hotel wasn’t too busy, it had 2 pools, an outdoor jacuzzi and was literally beach front. The beach was beautiful too. It was clean and sparkling green and blue and was shallow enough to walk quite far out.
Some of my memories in Zante : paragliding, quad biking, sunbathing and swimming in the ocean everyday, seeing fish swim around me and my feet, relaxing in bed reading with Darlito together, getting so caught up in our own world having a conversation we didn’t hear the restaurant guy shouting that our takeaway orders were ready, waking up Darlito at 4am to take me toilet because I was scared to go alone, not being able to sleep one night because he wasn’t snoring, waking up each morning to Khourtney sitting on the kitchen table, teaching Khourtney how to say “Mama”, experiencing crazy cab driving on our way to the strip in Laganas, devouring those full english breakfasts and souvenir buying.