Friday, 4 December 2015

Carry on Canaries...


OMG, where do I start?! Just returned home from a whole week of Spanish sunshine and pina colada slushies and I'm already checking out prices and dates for my next holiday. With my old school chum as my co-hort it quickly turned into 'Two Go Mad With a Selfie Stick' as we took every opportunity possible to capture every fabulous moment for posterity. 

The rooms were spotlessly clean, the drinks were plentiful, the entertainment was rather good, the staff were the friendliest people on earth and the location was perfect. We bought new shoes (obviously), trawled around 'tat' shops giggling at rude bottle openers, put the world to rights laying on sun-loungers on the beach under the stars and decided that midday was officially wine o'clock.

It's amazing what a bit of sunshine and a few palm trees can do to two fifty-somethings, as we re-lived our teenage years, albeit with slightly greyer hair and much more disposable income. It may be some time before my liver recovers...

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