It was the first day of an entirely new way of traveling holidaying. It’s so far from my version of travelling but I’m willing to give it a go. After breakfast we met our holiday rep, Charlie. She talked us through various excursions we could do and we booked a few.
Category: Travel
Peds in the Med
Last night a plan had been formulated.
Man-Mer-Monster-Maid
The night ended at 3 am with us staggering back up the hill other drunken English lads were rolling down. We had decided to end on a high and not drag it out into the early hours. I stuck with David, maintaining my oath to ensure he wasn’t getting into any trouble or hurt only a few weeks before the Big Day. Other lads carried on the night and next morning , barely made it down to breakfast in time. They looked rough as heck and were not in a good way for today’s activity.
Magaluf Mash-Up
As the Best Man, I have 3 jobs.
- Get the Groom and Ring to the wedding on time and in one piece.
- Deliver a funny yet scathing speech
- Organise the Stag Party
Number 1 and 2 were a long way off back in January when I was planning number 3 on the list. Davids friends are…. (searches for an accurate but minimally insulting description)…. a roudy bunch. It was soon settled that a suitably roudy trip to Magaluf was in order. After some planning, booking, herding cats, scheming and bribing, the trip was on.
The Best Middle Of The Day
Well what a spectacular way to end a holiday!
In hindsight it started with a bad omen so i should have known… Having stayed in the van in a car park, there aren’t any readily available services. Now… I get asked a lot, how I go to the loo in the van without a toilet. And today, the lack thereof, caused some serious faffing about.
Strolling on the Seabed
We just so happen to be near one of the places in the UK I’ve wanted to visit for a while, without even realising it.
Sea Snails, Sand Stages and Celebrations
Today we awoke and enjoyed the luxury of a lay in with access to a toilet and cooking facilities all without having to dismantle the bed… Perfect!
Paths and Pasties
Waking up in a new place is always fun, especially when you arrive in the pitch black. All we could see vaguely through the mist were the solid black stone walls of the remaining pump house. They looked so sinister last night but this morning, they are just the head stones of industry gone by. The last reminder of how busy this coastline used to be. Thinking about it, people must have walked for miles to come to work here. There aren’t any houses around here where people would have lived.
Mattresses, Medicals and Motorways
Is been a stressful and busy couple months recently. Some property maintenance bits and bobs, builders quotes for another job, filling rooms, Nana dieing, starting a new meetup (more about this in another blog) taking part in a drug trial and trying to see friends and maintain and support a relationship. It’s all gotten a bit much and was brought to my attention by the doctors when they reviewed my blood pressure readings.
Pleasure Boating
While, very pretty, the pass we stayed at the top of, was very windy in the night and a bit cold. Nothing a good egg sarnie and a cup of tea couldn’t fix.