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2 days ago'Who Hasn't Dreamed Of A Stress-Free Life Abroad'? What It's Really Like To Pack Up And Leave
My skin is make-up-free and slightly sunburnt. My hair is wild and faintly bleached by the UV rays. Beneath my feet, hot sand has replaced London's pavements as I man a beach bar in Jamaica, cracking open coconuts for punters. No, wait - I'm in Ibiza, taking a stroll on my lunch break from the new wellness retreat I've somehow opened. Sometimes, in my daydreams, there's no beach at all: I'm a full-time raver in Berlin; reclusive novelist in Florence; rich and happily unemployed person on a permanent gap year. The one consistency is that life is always simpler. Oh, and I am always somewhere other than London.
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