29 Oct

We’re back. Slightly tanned and a bit fatter, but also a bit fitter than when we went. Lots of walking and swimming and resting and reading.

We had uneventful flights there and back, so I managed to be generally unscared but still not really enjoying it very much. Can  some one let me into the secret of enjoying flying, please.

We had some near misses with Cal’s swimming trunks, when we discovered the elastic had gone in them as he came out of the sea. It wasn’t the sort of beach where people would have ignored that. He now has a nice pair of Lanzarotean ones which required all of us to decide to get the best mix of pleasant, baggy or fitted and non-embarrassing ones.

We discovered sea snake is nicer than limpets. Goat is nicer stewed than grilled. And Lanzarotean dessert wine wins over the honey rum – just.

We may be extras in the background of a bar scene of a TV programme which involved nuns running into the sea and then turning into small devils in the bar.Or maybe the nuns and small devils were different characters.   The only dialogue appeared to be ‘Fiesta’. The nun/beach scene didn’t coincide with the Cal swimming trunk episode, thankfully, otherwise we’d have been more than extras.

Sylvie chose a brilliant holiday – just the right mix of weather, completely different place, relaxing and things to do. It is nice to be back home though.




8 Responses to “Hola!”

  1. anita Connah's mam October 29, 2011 at 12:55 pm #

    Welcome home, glad you had a nice time. 🙂

  2. Amy October 29, 2011 at 1:09 pm #

    Glad to see you’ve had such a lovely time! Sounds hilarious. I’ll be home for the Zumbathon, you’ll have to tell me all about it! lots of love x

  3. margaret crisp October 29, 2011 at 3:10 pm #

    Welcome home – we missed you! No news on Hope and the Nat West thin yet, but fingers crossed. I imagine they’re not allowed to let anyone know yet, so it can all be a blaze of publicity!
    Have been cycling and walking here, in addition to the more mundane things of preparing for Winter.

  4. Michelle October 29, 2011 at 3:14 pm #

    So glad you had a great time. I think I’d like Lanzarote as I love volcanoes. I adored Tenerife, the obsidian fields were my dream – but I’m very sad.
    Looking forward to Zumba in a few weeks, have started getting sponsors now.

  5. celia butler October 29, 2011 at 4:20 pm #

    Welcome home, a pity you couldn’t bring some of that weather back with you!
    When you think about it, it’s completely logical not to like flying. It’s a totally unnatural state, being miles up off the ground in a mechanical ‘bird’ with hundreds of other people. The thing I like about flying is that it’s generally the quickest means of getting to the destination so opens up the world to make long distance travel possible for relatively short visits. Very pleased that it wasn’t too bad for you though, and the holiday obviously achieved it’s intended purpose. Well done Sylvie.
    Apart from the new swimwear (oops! – that’s Izzy’s new word this week, by the way) you seem to have extended your gastronomic repertoire considerably too. I think I did eat goat in Abu Dhabi once, thought it was lamb! Good for you – although I think chicken dinner will still top the Kilburn bill.
    Hope the benefits of this much needed break continue now you’re home. love to you all. x

  6. Natalie Bones October 29, 2011 at 6:04 pm #

    Aaron loves honey rum. I, however am not convinced!!!
    Glad you had a great holiday and glad you’re feeling fitter just in time for November 13th 😉

    Natalie xx

  7. Liz Kidd October 29, 2011 at 8:18 pm #

    Glad that the break was helpful and that you are safely home.
    Love from Liz

  8. Claire October 30, 2011 at 4:55 am #

    Welcome home to the fittish, fattish beige-ish Family Kilburn!
    Flying is impossible, it’s mass hallucination.We actually spend a week or so in suspended animation being implanted with memories of sandy toes & sunburn.
    The only way to enjoy flying is to arrive very early & make the most of the bar opportunities. Actually i don’t mind the up bit, it’s the going up & coming down which usually reduces me to panic stricken tears & leaves whoever I’m sitting next to with nail indentations in their forearm. Whether I know them or not.
    Luckily I like being fed from plastic trays.

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