A Taste Of What Could Have Been
The true tale of an afternoon I will never forget
I had recently returned home to the UK from working overseas in Spain for a summer season. I was back, staying with my mum. This was back in 2007, and I was 23 years old. I had gone to work as a Holiday Rep for a major UK tour operator. I had an incredible season, working in the sun, with the holiday makers, making sure that they had an enjoyable holiday, and didn't lose their phones, their wallets or their passports, but...