As you are all fully aware, I have been on holiday in the Canary Islands for a couple of weeks. Meaning my last blog was a little delayed. So I write this as an apology letter on a train home from Manchester Airport.
Then I thought, I’d sod the apology letter, and tell you of the awesome time I’ve had abroad.
I obviously have to shout out to the friends I’ve made for life: Zara, Kara, Kyra, Max, Ellie, Will, Holly and Joe. What utter, utter, utter legends.
Max, was from the Netherlands, so we all had to get used to speaking unbelievably slowly, for him to understand anything we said. Although saying that, his English was 110 times better than our Dutch…
Zara however was from Hertfordshire, so the words “tea” and “pudding” were classed as stupid to say in an everyday conversation. As “dinner” and “desert” were the alternative ‘correct’ way of pronouncing how you would dine in the evening.
Then I met some Welsh girls that weren’t actually Welsh at all, although they did know an awful lot of the language itself! I learnt LOADS! Kara and Kyra, were an utter laugh, and God do the Welsh know how to party…
Essex had to come into the equation somewhere, so Will and Ellie brought the party to the Canaries, and again were an utterly great laugh. The accent never got old, and I even picked up a few local dialect words along the way. So for that, thankyou.
I never, ever, ever thought I’d get to meet someone from Gloucestershire, but my luck came in when I got to meet not ONE, but TWO very genuine and down to Earth people from Gloucester. Holly and Joe. Possibly the nicest brother and sister I’ve ever met, both amazingly funny, and just pretty awesome people to be around.
Obviously, I have to mention my sister, Rachel, since even though she is a HUGE pain in the ar….. Anyway, we had a great time on holiday with each other.
Together we all had a great laugh.
And looking back, it all started by me giving Joe, Kyra and Kara a little smile, and the group blossomed from then on… Who would have known great mates would have came from a short, five star hotel break?
I know that at some point, each of them will have read this, so thankyou very much, I wish you all the best of luck in the future.
And, if they thought they had got away with me simply naming and shaming them, here comes the picture with a caption…
We all did actually meet a really cool lifeguard while we were away, by the name of Luigi, he was extremely funny, and willing to do anything for you… Even if he did throw our ball in the bin…
Right, this is then the bit where they’ll stop reading as I boast of how good I am at Jet-Skiing…
So we all decided to have a go on a small powered boat at very high speeds… God it was fun, the first thing that took me by surprise was the sheer, almost instant power these things have as soon as you press the green ignition button! They are instantly keen to send you four miles in a backwards direction; they have that much power.
I mean, I’m not one to boast or brag, but I did manage to single handedly get a high powered Jet-Ski up to a speed of 82MPH… Which was insanely fast, I mean I broke the speed limits on all of UK’s motorways… I loved every minute of the short 20 minute slot I had.
I now feel I’m ready for a boat licence. LOL.
Seriously though, I always thought that it would be the hardest thing imaginable, however, it’s like riding a bike. Well almost like riding a bike…
Without the high powered engine, the constant battle of fighting not being tackled by waves and the sea salt that is belted into your eyes, it’s exactly like riding a bike- so it’s not really the same at all. In fact, I think the only similarity is that you do get a very sore bottom once you’ve finished, only in Jet-Skiing it’s from the rock of a seat you’ve just sat on and not the tight lycra that your wrapped in yet seem to enjoy
I loved that day, and would easily go back to it in a heartbeat.
It turned out, I was very good at Jet-Skiing, and it made it even better by the fact I thoroughly enjoyed it.
That’s it from me for this week, I’ll be back on Tuesday as normal with hopefully something to write about, I’m currently not too sure yet, it may be rant time, it may be name and shame, who knows?
Until then, take care, I’ll see you really soon.