Kaye Holland is yet to be convinced by the merits of a staycation
For the past three weeks I’ve watched as friends, family and work colleagues have departed London in their droves for Las Vegas, Ibiza and other hot - in every sense of the word - destinations.
I’ve seen their smug status updates - Vegas, baby! - and watched as pictures of Pina coladas and palm trees flood my Facebook and Instagram newsfeed and pretended not to care that I am spending the summer in the capital, rather than stretched out on a sun longer.
I love London in August - or at least that’s the line I invariably trot out to anyone who asks why I am staycationing this summer. It’s not a complete lie: London really does look rather lovely right now. The weather is good and the capital’s innumerable attractions - its brilliant parks, carnivals, theatres, restaurants, art galleries,museums and markets - are a lot less crowded meaning those who haven’t ventured abroad can enjoy them without fear of getting crushed.
Getting around is easier too. Make no mistake: securing a seat on the tube journey to and from work is an instant mood booster, whatever the weather. But, but... for all that, I can’t help but bleat: a staycation is no way to vacation.
For while I'm relishing the t-shirt temperatures and the chance to soak up my city in a more relaxed manner, the fact remains that for me a holiday isn’t a holiday unless it involves an airport, a few hours (at least) spent up in the sky switched off from modern life en-route to an exciting new destination.
Which is why I’ve crumbled and booked a cheeky trip to Tel Aviv (bomb threats not withstanding) in September. I’ve tried - I really have - to enjoy a summer holiday at home dining from M&S deli but alas, it’s no use. My Father and other Anglophiles may adhere to the view that "nothing beats a glorious English summer", but sadly (for my finances) it’s not a stance I share.
Or in the words of Robert Louis Stevenson: “For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move.”