…I love it! Or so the song goes. But it’s fair to say I agree – I only jumped on the bandwagon in 2005, when I first got into an Ashes test series, but I’m hooked. I was soon up to speed with the story – we had been rubbish for a few years, but finally we’d got things sorted out and we had a chance to regain the Ashes for the first time in 16 years. The Ashes had me enthralled, and since then I’ve fallen completely for the sport.
So the chance to head to Australia and watch us smash them in a series on their own turf sounds incredible, and it’s not just a pipe dream – you can now book package holidays that include a trip to the first Ashes test of the next series in Brisbane, seeing the start of another thrilling series, before setting sail on a cruise on the Celebrity Solstice.
Let me go into a bit more detail so that you understand how truly incredible this holiday is. You start by flying to Brisbane and checking into a fantastic four star hotel for the duration of the first test. At the end of each day’s play you can explore the city’s attractions, head out for dinner in one of the many great restaurants, or do some shopping.
Once the test reaches its conclusion you’ll fly to Sydney with time to explore this stunning destination too. Then it’s all aboard for your 12 night cruise around Australia and New Zealand, including visits to Melbourne, Wellington and Auckland before flying home.
With the current Ashes series going so well (written just before the start of the third test, we’re 2-0 up, don’t blame me if you read this and we’ve started throwing it away), it’s no surprise that the nation is gripped by cricket fever. And the next series starts in just three months so you haven’t got much time to be holding on, umming and ahhing while you think about whether you can afford it.
You only live once – why risk regretting the missed opportunity of the chance to enjoy a cricket holiday of a lifetime?
Oh, and I deserve huge credit for getting through this whole blog without making a cheesy cricket pun. You’re welcome.
By Ian Lewis