Post 320: Another holiday?
Sleeping throughout the night is such a rarity that it’s so long ago I can’t remember doing it — but today I did.
The 07:00 alarm woke me up.
Yesterday we dragged ourselves into the travel agents to have a little chat about another holiday in a couple of weeks. It’s been on the cards for a while but there was an appointment slap bang in the middle of our proposed week off. On the proviso that we could find another Spanish hotel to fly to, we would postpone the appointment.
So we sat down and caught up with the lovely assistant who helped us on our last holiday and checked out a company called “Enable Holidays”, where there is a worldwide list of hotels with assistance. The assistance varies from rails around a shower to full-blown disabled toilet and washing facilities with cranes and all.
Brilliant.
We checked off our necessities and have left our able assistant to do the rest.
We are looking at Lanzarote at the moment but at short notice we could be going anywhere. It should be warm and sunny and that’s what we want.
Our neighbour has been working in a café which we have never tried, yet it’s only downtown. So my Darling suggested that we celebrate (just what I don’t know) with a lunch out.
Why not indeed.
The café has been there for a long while and sits in a great location on the corner of two roads, visible all around the building. The windows were clear and the cars and people going by were amazing to watch — if you like that sort of thing, which I do.
The food was ordered and we chatted about a later March holiday — just a week but just lovely.
The neighbour and the staff with her made us welcome and with the view of the rushing and tearing outside on the tarmac it was a supreme place to idle away in comfort.
The drinks were good but the (very late) breakfast was fantastic.
Chunky toast (brown), two fried eggs, beans, avocado, tomato, mushroom and a crispy potato thick triangular thingy I can never remember the name of. Anyway as you can imagine it was fantastic — hot, tasty and what an ensemble.
I should have taken a photo for you.
Oh, there was a veggie sausage too, how could I forget. Silly me.
Brain fog.
My Darling had her usual staple which was a big jacket potato and, with a big smile on her face, asked me if I wanted to drive “Big Bro” back home.
I said yes of course. It’s a lovely car and I’d love to take it home.
When I gripped the car door handle — yes it still has one — it unlocked automatically and then I looked on the dash for the buttons as the door drew wider. I pressed a “2” button which then set the mirrors and driving seat into motion to my settings and after it finished moving I slid in on the leather seat.
Oh it’s a little treasure.
My Darling jumped in and with the press of another button for take-off, that’s just what we did.
We got home easily and after I took a dozen wriggles to get Big Bro parked properly, my Darling was beckoned by the lady across the road (who was in her parked car) and I went to see what the girls were up to next door.
They seemed to be industrious in cleaning a new caravan on their drive — and shouting and moaning a lot.
When we went back in the house after these neighbourhood chats we exchanged stories.
The lady across the road was asking how I was most sincerely, and the girls next door were trying to get graffitied spray paint off the side wall of their new caravan that some hooligan had done to it.
The poor girls didn’t deserve that and I hope our brand new car isn’t targeted in a similar way.
I’ll keep you posted.
Tomorrow morning is a week since we left Tenerife and even more importantly, a week from having any Oramorph.
My body is still recovering I guess but I feel fine. A few aches but nothing more than normal. My constipation is under control and my weight will be checked tomorrow as it’s a Friday.
Let’s see how much the holiday added to my waistband.
I did try on my old suit today in an attempt to be ready for next Tuesday’s wedding of our two mates. It’ll be ok now that I can squeeze into my trousers — just.
And with that happy thought I’ll leave you be.
Good night, sleep well.
