Some holidays are hard to encapsulate – and to predict. My latest belongs to both those categories. Last Friday, sick of the English rain, I booked flights for my partner and me for the next day. So it was that we found ourselves on Wizz Air, a Hungarian budget airline, winging our way to Split, in Croatia. We were en route to the sun and a cheap self-catering ‘apartman’ I’d found in a 5-minute search on the net. Though small it looked like it had a nice sea view, was on an island only 12km from Split airport and the weather map showed nothing but giant yellow suns. How wrong could you get for four nights ?