I recently had a fantastic holiday on the beautiful island of Crete. Although we have holidayed every year, this was our first ‘sunshine’ holiday for 30 years! My husband decided we were going to try out an adult only, all inclusive hotel and we would either love it or hate it. Well guess what? We loved it!
We’ve had a difficult few years and it was time to de-stress and boy did it work. I couldn’t fault the hotel or the wonderful staff who catered for our every need.
However the highlight of my time away was swimming in the sea. Such a simple pleasure you may remark. True! I’d forgotten how much I enjoyed swimming although I was always wary of the sea and not be able to touch the bottom slightly unnerved me. No worries here in Crete, the sea is so salty I could float with ease. Mind you that first step into the water literally took my breath away!
I’m making some life changing decisions during this summer and a few smaller ones. Going swimming again is one of them but unfortunately not in the sea.
Now I wonder, can l persuade my other half to move to the coast.
Now that would be life changing eh but that’s another story maybe!
People watching has always amused me and during my week away it has not failed to make me smile.
My first encounter was Lilo Lil who’s always on her water bed. Her and hubby have matching cool cups that they fill up at the free bar. The cups convienently fit into her waterbed and hubby pushes her around the pool. Hubby is shaped like Popeye but without the tattoos or pipe, although Lil definitely wears the trousers in that relationship. Oh and tanned? Creosote is their colour of choice!!!
Speedo Man came to my attention around the pool on my second day. Yes, he is wearing sky blue speedos and just so we are really certain, the word Speedo is emblazoned on them. He is a man of a certain age and undoubtedly drives a Mercedes Benz in his home country. He doesn’t quite strut but is confident with himself as he walks to the bar for another drink. He likes his Cuba Libre just so, which means light on the cola! The party of four are quite happy to sit all day on their loungers only moving to top up their glasses or partake in lunch and take an occasional dip in the sea. As Speedo is a recognisable word and I really don’t want to offend, he is also known as Hakuna Matata man due to his t-shirt. He obviously enjoys his labels in all areas of his life as most people would ask for rum and coke on holiday not Cuba Libre!
During an afternoon at the beach a young couple arrived and they chose their sun beds carefully. He covered himself in sun cream, laid out his towel and settled down. The tall young lady sorted out her bikini top, found her cap, book and then proceeded to apply sun cream. She must’ve stood for at least ten minutes doing her preparation and then arranged her towel and lay down. Her head hadn’t touch the sun bed before get boyfriend said let’s go for a swim. Preparation is everything they say ….. possibly not on this occasion!!
Painted lady intrigued me. Small and petite with a penchant for Louboutins. I spotted them at dinner but are they real or fake? I wouldn’t know! She revealed a dragon tattoo that ran from her shoulder, down her side to her ankle. It was fabulous if rather unusual.
Milk bottle boy was just that – bright white. No amount of factor 50 is ever going to stop him from turning lobster red. Get over it, sit in the shade, read a book and remember pale is interesting!!
Well don’t you see life on holibobs.Thank goodness for dark glasses!!
We were really lucky to be able to spend the Easter weekend away at the Dorset coast. It’s been a good few years since we visited there last- oh my – at least ten – where does time go?
As we are British, I must of course, mention the weather, which actually behaved itself for the few days we were there. No rain, but windy as it usually is by the sea and a bit chilly a scarf was a necessary requirement. The sun did make quite a few appearances as the photo will testify!
Departing from Bournemouth Pier our first visit of the weekend was to the noisy, busy harbour town of Poole, with its quaint, old fashioned houses. We hopped onto a fantastic open top double decker bus that took us on a tour of Poole Bay and the Sandbanks peninsular.
The oldest Pub on Poole Quay, is the Poole Arms with its distinctive green tiling which dates from the 1600s. As my family name is Poole and my parents were publicans for over forty years – I think think this photo is very apt!
On arriving at Poole Harbour we jumped onto one of the many ferries that take passengers around the coastline. We were very lucky to have a two hour trip that took us along the Jurassic coastline. We had a fantastic captain who is very knowledgeable about the area. He pointed out Brownsea Island a peaceful little island in Poole Harbour. It’s an idyllic spot – a haven for wildlife and the threatened red squirrel.
H and I had a very happy few days away, as we’ve had a few upsets over the last year, these memory making times are important to us. Make time do be with folks you care about, life is sometimes way too busy…..slow down and smell the coffee, but only if there is cake alongside it!!