Despite the stampede that is part of the Easyjet way of life it was a pleasant flight. I have never understood why they can´t simply issue seat numbers and board from the rear of the plane. At least they have tonned down the Orange.
I was in Row 3 sat next to a lovely lady called Bridgette. It must have been the company but before I knew it we were landing and its a 4 hour plus flight.
Arrived at hotel too late to really want to do anything but grab a drink and get an early night.
Woke this morning at 1000. Finished unpacking and then went for a walk to the shop and down to the beach. I hadn´t intended going to the beach, just to the edge of the dunes to see the water and come back to the hotel. Some 2.5 hours later having sunbathed the duration on the waters edge I was in dire need of more water and some shade. So much for the weather report. It hit 30 today. I now have a lovely base tan which considering I only have had one days sun is fabulous.
When my water was getting low I made the long walk back across the dunes. It was further than I had remembered. Passed some noisy obnoxious Mancunian gays on the way who had more camp than Christmas and G-A-Y combined. I grimaced at their mincing. Clearly I am a butch gay.
Spent an hour reading by the pool until my poor head was screaming at me for some shade. I made my way to the bedroom and discovered that I could sit on the balcony and sun while head could be out of the rays. Such a difference a pool facing balcony makes. In May we were road facing and had no sun.
Showered, changed and had dinner in the buffet. Half Board saves a fortune and I had a really nice meal washed down with some Sangria.
Tonight probably venture to the Yumbo centre. Does seem odd still being on my own. But my tan is great and I´ve made a good start on by book. Don´t forget your suncreen!
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