Having had a, slightly alcohol assisted, deep and long catch up sleep it was time to get this holiday started!
We met up in the restaurant for breakfast and I consumed about three times my own bodyweight in butter. Croissants, lovely fresh bread with strawberry jam and various other pastries. All rules on common-sense eating go out of the window in all-inclusive land.
My mum and brother left us and decided to explore the island by hiring a car and working out what the island was all about. Me and the kids, well, we stayed at the pool and did next to nothing for most of the day.
With my daughter having just finished her first year at Uni, my son just completed his GSCE’s and me having hardly had a break at work for the whole year as I had started a new job, we all just needed some self-care.
We sunbathed, drank ice cold drinks and pottered in the pool when it got too hot. We started in what I would call the family pools at the ground floor level. They were rammed to bursting point with kids and there was just no space to swim and muck about without annoying younger families and we were about an hour late to get a lounger.
You sometimes forget that you don’t have toddlers anymore and that a 19 year old and 16 year old take up a lot more space in a pool!
We decided to check out the roof top bar and pool that looked down on the family pool that looked so much smaller below. There was a small infinity pool and a lot of people that were taking themselves far too seriously. A lot of people that spent a lot of time checking themselves out on their own phones while pouting for Instagram.
It got to late afternoon and I knew that the evening meal was coming, so decided to wrap up the towels and make our way to the gym for a quick stretch of the legs before, what would generously be called, carb loading.
In the gym, the boy child dropped me a hefty reminder that times were changing by asking me to lift the weights that he was using. I genuinely thought that they were a prank and had been welded to the floor then he wandered over and picked them up like he was picking up a medium sized bag of shopping.
We wrapped up, the heat of the air-conditioned hotel compared to the super air conditioned gym was stark and didn’t help with the sweat issues I was facing! We dressed for dinner and wandered down to stuff about 4 meals each into our greedy faces.
We retired to the outdoor bar and caught up with our friend Binod. We started our traditional week long game D and used an app to keep score. It was going to be a heck of a competitive week on the Uno front and it was amazing how many families gathered around the tables were playing it. It crossed all age groups and crossed languages and nationalities. Whoever invented the game must have a few quid in the bank!
It was Merle Robbins by the way!
We were gripped in the card game and having a great laugh and we sent the boy child to the bar to get the drinks in. He spoke with Binod and asked for recommendations and came back to the table with five white Russians.
For those not familiar, that is Vodka, coffee liqueur and milk. You read that right, Milk.
The poor lad didn’t have much support around the table for that choice and spent the rest of the night looking a little green after chugging the five of them back to back to avoid upsetting our friend Binod!
Itchy Feet and Titchy Feet 