My summer plan is very simple: I will arrive back in England from China in mid-July, at which point I will kiss the very earth upon which I stand, go home, lock myself in my room and never leave Blighty again.
Don't get me wrong, China's been a good experience for me, but ten months away from the homeland has been
far too long; you never know what you're going to miss until you actually go away from it, and it doesn't that I've been mostly based in a pretty drab industrial port that really doesn't cater at all to my own recreational tastes.
As such, my summer will be spent overdosing on all the things I've been largely deprived of this year; videogames, cheese, cinema outings, pizza, cheese, crusty white bread, legitimate DVDs, cheese, cake, eBay, shopping malls that sell items other than bras, cake, cheesecake, and cheese.
I almost feel guilty, because my mum was discussing with me about all of these potential holiday destinations she thought up for this summer, and whilst they're all lovely, I can't think of anything I want less than another trip abroad this year...I have some serious re-naturalising to do.