The first day is always a frenzied madness - trying to pack enough to keep us going and ready for all eventualities.
The second day is spent exploring our surrounds and cramming a lot into the day.
By day 3, we've come to terms with what we've forgotten to pack and have eased into a slow and lazy routine.
Right now, sitting under a tree while husband fishes and the kids sit beside me reading books, life is pretty darn good.
I know that when I go back home, I have a lot to do. Emails to answer. Projects with deadlines. Kids to keep entertained for the 2 weeks of school holidays. As I can't do anything about any of it right now, I'll keep enjoying the moment.