When a river runs through it who needs a vacation. Vacations change as the years go. It all began when I was a kid and loved to go to the British seaside once a year with mum and dad: making sandcastles, having a dip in the sea and pony rides.
You get older, the world gets smaller and the first holidays in other countries are on the list. France, Italy via Switzerland are just a hop way.
Perhaps you get packed by the holiday bug and decide once a year for a couple of weeks is not enough. I got adventurous and decided to spend my future on a holiday. I was not bothered where, I just wanted to be in another country. At least I think that must have been the reason, but it worked out. Someone was looking for an english speaking secretary in Switzerland, I applied and got the job. Little did I know that the idea of living for a while on holiday would become my way of life.
Yes, it was a long holiday, but I happened to meet Mr. Swiss on the way and after 53 years in Switzerland it has become a permanent vacation. Perhaps it is time to go on holiday again, but no. The river at the end of the road is enough holiday for me today.