So now I am finally here, the place of bitter memories, the place of the greatest feelings in my entire life.
I cannot deny, at first it was really hard, thinking about the man who was the best that had happened to me, and feeling just like he is about to come round the corner. But he is not coming.
At last, I think, I have learnt to take holiday romances easily, just like they should be taken. I am okay now.
So maybe I am in love again?
Nah, just a little.
But the truth is, that today, for the first time in this week, I am feeling alive again. So go on and kiss me, boy. It is a pity, really, that I do not believe a single word you say.
However, I am going home on Sunday.

P.S.: the place is actually good for me. I am thinking a lot. For example, these men... They are paid to smile and to say exactly what the visitors want to hear. But how do they feel inside?
P.P.S.: at least one familiar face here. Carlos, he is chef d'animateurs now. Was glad to see him.