Most young adults are either going away with friends to have fun or exploring the world, taking in the glorious sights on offer. The last time I went on holiday was
seven years ago when I was
not wheelchair bound and incidentally that was the furthest I’ve been. It’s not
that I’m a boring wet lettuce or I’m afraid of flying but my disability
provides numerous difficulties. Cyprus
Firstly, it would appear difficult to actually get on the plane into an ordinary seat because I cannot walk. Also, I’ve heard many horror stories about baggage handlers damaging and even losing wheelchairs which does not feel me with confidence. Then there’s the issue of accommodation. Most hotels are accessible which means they may have wide doors, a lift and a few grab rails but this does not fulfil my needs. For example, I need a wheel in shower so I can simply wash. There are other facilities and special requirements I would require.
Practicality is not the only problem but the colossal amount of money the word ‘disability’ adds on. Places which cater for my needs bump up the price by thousands so no last minute deals for me.
I have always wanted to visit
but looks like that won’t be happening soon. Guess I’ll just have to get used
to British seaside resorts with a little bit of rain so it’s not tedious
sunshine day after day. Who needs the Japan
when you’ve got Torquay? Riviera
Bye for now!