It’s the longest we’ve ever sat together – 14 hours on a plane to Mauritius. Will Alex and I finally get the romantic dinner and movie date that I’ve been longing for from our economy seats? The first holiday is well known for being make-or-break. Yikes, it’s a little bit nerve-wracking but I don’t want to bite the holiday colour off my nails before I’ve even got there. I chose the orange named “There’s No Stopping Me Now” – and as far as I’m concerned, we’re finally taking off.
The trouble is you don’t really know if you are a good holiday match until you get there – but I take a deep sigh of relief that we actually made it on to the plane. In the departure lounge of the airline, Alex had accidentally been given the alcoholic version of the cranberry punch. I would have spat it out, but he finished it off, then told me it smelt of alcohol.
