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Bespite Holiday

Respite. Finally!

26/10/2021
Bestpite holiday

Can u believe it!
I can’t!
We’re finally here,
In sunny Albufeira,
Portugal.
We’ve got it all for 6 days.
Escaped from our ball and chains.
Our daily grind.
Now we’re here,
No doing things by the half.
Nothing to hold us back.
No days spent lost,
As there’s so much to do and find along this rugged coastline.

The great Atlantic ocean,
Lapping over our feet.
That’s if you’re lucky and don’t get left sprawled out upon the beach.
The pull of the tide,
Then smash,
Crash, 
With no time to think or dash...
Beneath the foam from the last waves surf.
Never before have I been so swept away,
As Miss Liz White has made me feel like I’m floating away from earth.
With this truly spectacular and breath-taking,
Bestpite holiday!

We’ve torn up the strip.
Leaving infinite memories,
 everywhere we’ve been.
Hilarious moments.
Only our 4 ears have heard.
Our 4 lips have spoken,
And Only our 4 eyes have seen.
Drinking and eating Portuguese food and  drink.
For our own holiday,
We set the greatest ever act or scene.
Not an argument it sight.
Just how lovers are supposed to be.
Swimming hand in hand,
Pictures taken under water,
As we took a big dip in the Atlantic,
No sand or floor for our feet.
Was the most fantastic cave boat tour.
Even though,
Not a single Dolphin did we see or meet....

We’ve explored old town Albufeira,
New Town too.
We’ve driven through a multi-coloured marina,
Past and through...
Taken a scooter to its limits,
Just me and my beau...
Her holding my naked body,
Both trying so many things,
To each other,
New....

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