God, that sounds like a nightmare!” was my friend’s unexpected response when I told her I was going to Paxos with my husband for our first empty-nester holiday. Her issue wasn’t the dreamy Ionian Greek island itself, nor the boutique, adult-only Purple Apricot hotel we’d booked (“sounds amazing”), but more: “Just the two of you? What will you talk about?”
Granted, the first empty-nester holiday is a moment – a rite of passage for any couple. But not having anything to talk about was the least of my worries. My husband thought we were going on a nice summer holiday. I, meanwhile, was packing The List.
