Yes, I am back! With a tan, a handful of photos, and little braids in my hair. The pix aren't up yet - once again, I have to wait for Scott to leave - but I must say, Martin is a genuis. Why? Because he took my crappy little digital camera and not only took a good picture with it, but took a good picture of ME with it! Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I, Miss Unphotogenic, now have a photo of myself which I actually really, really like! (Mom, back me up on this one - I sent it to you. It is good, isn't it???)
Anyway, I'll try to give a short summary of the trip.
Martin came over on Thursday afternoon and we didn't sleep until Friday night - I think the total was 38 hours of being awake. We took a taxi to the station around two AM and then a train to Schiphol, then sat around and waited and waited and waited until our flight left at 6.00. We were right across the aisle from two of the most spoiled kids ever, little boys. The older one could at least be quiet, if not sit still, but the little one, around two years old, cried and screamed constantly. Grrr. Anyway, it was a crappy flight with no free food, not even free earphones. We got to Tenerife (for those who don't know, it's Spanish property, which is why I said I was going to Spain, but it's really in the Canary Islands, next to Africa) around 10.30 and took the (free) bus to our hotel with all the other Sunweb customers. We were the last ones dropped off (and the first ones picked up on the morning that we left, grrr again).
Anyway, that first day, Friday, we just sort of wandered around the area (hilly!) and laid in the sun a bit and stuff... and enjoyed the fact that since we had an all-inclusive package, that we could eat literally all day long for free... anyway, so I'll do the rest of it a bit shorter, with just the highlights.
Saturday: More of the same as Friday, but add in the getting-annoyed-at-the-beachfront-telemarketers part. They stand along the boardwalk and hand out fliers and try to get you to come into whichever restaurant or bar they're pushing, and ask where you're from and all. Really annoying. But we came up with a good idea - starting a massage business in Tenerife. There are tons of tourists who would take advantage of that - it's a gold mine!
Sunday: We go to AquaPark, a water park just up the hill from our hotel, and pay E30 for a six-day pass. (The alternative was E20 for one day, so we figured it would end up being worth it.) Later that night I get the front portion of my hair braided by a woman on the beach. She asked for E50 and I paid E25... 25 is still a lot, but it's a lot of work and takes skill to do, and my hair is short so that makes it doubly hard. And it HURT!!! But it looks great...
Monday: We go on a boat excursion to see dolphins and whales, with a bunch of the other Dutchies from our Sunweb group. We laugh and talk and eat paella, and I jump off the side of the boat and swim in the ocean. (Don't worry, it was allowed, haha!) I was glad for the braids, since they kept my hair out of my face. That lasts a good portion of the day; then we just shop a bit that evening.
Tuesday: We go back to AquaPark and do a few slides, but don't stay long because it gets cloudy and cool. Then we play football (soccer) with some people from the hotel, and then do the usual stuff again - wandering around, shopping, browsing, playing air hockey, and eating ice cream.
Wednesday: Parasailing! There were two blond British boys on the boat - brothers, one about twelve or thirteen, the other around eight or nine. They went first (together) and then us. It was fun - cold up there, but fun. Martin took that great picture of me on this day, while we were waiting to go. Unfortunately, we don't have any pictures of us in the air. Plus more shopping and eating and laying out by the pool.
Thursday: We wander around, buy food/stuff for the trip home, play more air hockey, and go to AquaPark again to take more pictures and see the dolphin show. Martin's managed to lose the tickets, but they had our names somewhere so they let us in anyway.
Friday: We wake up at 6.15, stumble around blearily getting dressed and the last few items packed, then get on the bus and go to the airport, sit and wait at the airport for a while, get on the plane, and proceed to be seated right next to the same screaming toddler.
(We seriously almost went crazy; Martin, who had the worst headache of his life, even gave in and took some of my Excedrin, and he hates taking medicine.)
So then we went to Utrecht, then to Emmen where I got my photos developed (and where I found the AquaPark passes, in Martin's suitcase), and then I came back today...
(One last gripe: the Staatsexamen results should be on the site now, so WHY IS THE SITE DOWN??? Too many people with the same idea?)
More tomorrow!
Anyway, I'll try to give a short summary of the trip.
Martin came over on Thursday afternoon and we didn't sleep until Friday night - I think the total was 38 hours of being awake. We took a taxi to the station around two AM and then a train to Schiphol, then sat around and waited and waited and waited until our flight left at 6.00. We were right across the aisle from two of the most spoiled kids ever, little boys. The older one could at least be quiet, if not sit still, but the little one, around two years old, cried and screamed constantly. Grrr. Anyway, it was a crappy flight with no free food, not even free earphones. We got to Tenerife (for those who don't know, it's Spanish property, which is why I said I was going to Spain, but it's really in the Canary Islands, next to Africa) around 10.30 and took the (free) bus to our hotel with all the other Sunweb customers. We were the last ones dropped off (and the first ones picked up on the morning that we left, grrr again).
Anyway, that first day, Friday, we just sort of wandered around the area (hilly!) and laid in the sun a bit and stuff... and enjoyed the fact that since we had an all-inclusive package, that we could eat literally all day long for free... anyway, so I'll do the rest of it a bit shorter, with just the highlights.
Saturday: More of the same as Friday, but add in the getting-annoyed-at-the-beachfront-telemarketers part. They stand along the boardwalk and hand out fliers and try to get you to come into whichever restaurant or bar they're pushing, and ask where you're from and all. Really annoying. But we came up with a good idea - starting a massage business in Tenerife. There are tons of tourists who would take advantage of that - it's a gold mine!
Sunday: We go to AquaPark, a water park just up the hill from our hotel, and pay E30 for a six-day pass. (The alternative was E20 for one day, so we figured it would end up being worth it.) Later that night I get the front portion of my hair braided by a woman on the beach. She asked for E50 and I paid E25... 25 is still a lot, but it's a lot of work and takes skill to do, and my hair is short so that makes it doubly hard. And it HURT!!! But it looks great...
Monday: We go on a boat excursion to see dolphins and whales, with a bunch of the other Dutchies from our Sunweb group. We laugh and talk and eat paella, and I jump off the side of the boat and swim in the ocean. (Don't worry, it was allowed, haha!) I was glad for the braids, since they kept my hair out of my face. That lasts a good portion of the day; then we just shop a bit that evening.
Tuesday: We go back to AquaPark and do a few slides, but don't stay long because it gets cloudy and cool. Then we play football (soccer) with some people from the hotel, and then do the usual stuff again - wandering around, shopping, browsing, playing air hockey, and eating ice cream.
Wednesday: Parasailing! There were two blond British boys on the boat - brothers, one about twelve or thirteen, the other around eight or nine. They went first (together) and then us. It was fun - cold up there, but fun. Martin took that great picture of me on this day, while we were waiting to go. Unfortunately, we don't have any pictures of us in the air. Plus more shopping and eating and laying out by the pool.
Thursday: We wander around, buy food/stuff for the trip home, play more air hockey, and go to AquaPark again to take more pictures and see the dolphin show. Martin's managed to lose the tickets, but they had our names somewhere so they let us in anyway.
Friday: We wake up at 6.15, stumble around blearily getting dressed and the last few items packed, then get on the bus and go to the airport, sit and wait at the airport for a while, get on the plane, and proceed to be seated right next to the same screaming toddler.
(We seriously almost went crazy; Martin, who had the worst headache of his life, even gave in and took some of my Excedrin, and he hates taking medicine.)
So then we went to Utrecht, then to Emmen where I got my photos developed (and where I found the AquaPark passes, in Martin's suitcase), and then I came back today...
(One last gripe: the Staatsexamen results should be on the site now, so WHY IS THE SITE DOWN??? Too many people with the same idea?)
More tomorrow!
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