My Latest Trip to Spain
Well I desperately wanted a break it has been one of these years, so I searched all over, including Saga Travel, but found the prices so expensive for a single person wanting two weeks holiday
Finally I went to the expert Zorro, who gave me the name of a couple of hotels in a resort that did not have lots of British people
I then went to see my favourite person Dawn at the travel agents & low and behold she got me the hotel at the right dates, decent flights and even better at a good price
Oh forgot to say that Dawn tried to save me money by not including meals & a different airport transfer by minibus, surely that would be much better with all the hanging about & chatty reps plus all those stops
Everything started well I bought a meal deal at Boots which I felt was better & healthier than the odd one the people had to pay for on the flight, there were no problems on the flight nor at baggage collection, so off to find my minibus
Well I had read the instructions but where was the man with my name on a card, well after a while I re read the instructions & in the end went to the other terminal, but couldent see anyone there, well cut a long story short eventually after 15 minutes we found each other the minibus was full of others, all going to strange places which meant it still seemed to take forever to get to the hotel, what was worse was I could of got the train & been there in 15 minutes with a 3 minute walk from the station
Check in at the hotel was easy & the room was okay, but the view was the roof of green felt & I was next to the domestics room, at least it would be quiet, oh & the air conditioning worked well
Downstairs for a walk round, but hang on a minute it was a Spanish Saga holiday there were hundreds of elderly Spanish people apparently shouting to each other wherever I went in the hotel, but I did not worry & off to the beach in the sun & it was virtually deserted apart from a few joggers
Well mealtime came so down I went the place was full of those same people as in the lounge, with a small sprinkling of British, but none seemed anymore happy either, the food was self service & I quickly found a table & got the hang of the layout, what was interesting was it all tasted the same which continued through the holiday however attractive, sorry being unfair the sweets tasted different but not quite sure what LOL
Well I visited Fuengirola which was much as I remembered it & it was easy to reach by the train, I spent a number of occasions walking along the beach which was so peaceful & quiet apart from the noise of the waves, but sadly on my own
On the holiday I spent most of my time alone, apart from one nice little couple I met and a nice man I chatted to at the station one day, it seems the british now seem to stay within their own little groupings apart from the drinkers
I did some sun bathing again on my own but found due to back pain it was hard to lie on the beds for long, the one thing I did at these times was listen to my MP3 player & read the books I had brought
Well the bad news some days the sun shone but when it rained well the streets were flooded as you can see from the photo, for the last 3 days it never stopped, & the lounges were full of about 400 Spanish people again all chatting quite loud, but the Brits had disappeared yet again, so off to watch Bargain Hunt & other riveting programmes on the TV in the room mixed in with listening to music & reading
Now must say went to Malaga one day but got off at main station by mistake & went the wrong way, luckily eventually found the promenade & beach which was quite pleasant & different to the local ones, after a while I wandered back through the town & saw some of the traditional housing away from the tourist areas
Also went for a trip on the local bus to Ronda which was on a lovely day, I looked at all the touristy bits then found a lovely deserted area just off the beaten track with only the horse to keep me company which showed the valley & the town from a totally different view don’t you think
Whilst there was hungry so went into McDonalds, well it was a local one & I was served quickly, the food actually tasted better than some I had at the hotel I am sorry to say
Whilst on the holiday noticed this hill with a tower so found my way there & the view was fantastic so those of you that know me will understand that I then needed to come back at sunset to see if I could get any good photos there, I will post a few for you to see what you think
Because I was going up there at dusk I think the locals must of thought I was mad, I did worry because it was isolated that I could have been mugged or worse still have a fall then what would I do, but the photos I felt were worth the effort
Oh I forgot to mention, do you remember that I was next to the domestics room well 7.30 every morning on went the taps full for them so I was never going to oversleep was I but the they continued throughout the day until late afternoon & even worse they did my room last, well I suppose it could have been a load of drunks next to me LOL
Staying at the hotel was a young mum with 2 very young children, she looked worn out all the time, it wasent that the children were bad just boisterous, sadly nobody ever offered any help I did think of it but what would people think of some old bloke talking to her so sadly given the time we live in I dident, maybe I should start a forum on the subject on Saga
One day I saw the young mum on the beach playing with the children as I was walking along then she took some photos, when I reached her she was still taking the photos so I stopped & offered to take one of her & the children, she seemed very confused by the offer so I asked again, she was English, eventually she agreed to my doing it so I took the photos sadly that was the end, was it me feeling lonely, I felt she was so isolated but that my entering into conversation on my own would only cause embarrassment it seems such a shame I was not trying to chat her up just felt she could of done with a chat with an adult, but what do I know
On the last day it had been raining but guess what the sun came out as the minibus collected me, it was an uneventful trip back to the airport, the plane was an hour late but they had Mama Mia on for entertainment so that I enjoyed the flight, wanted to sing but thought better of it
In future have decided going on holiday on my own is not my thing, nobody to rub cream on back to chat to or hold hands this year hang on a minute don’t do those things with Brian hope there are no misunderstandings
I left the best to the last because it was Debbie that I realised I would of wanted to walk along the beach with & hold hands, whilst I was away she was in OZ but we used text each day & chatted on occasions I wonder what that says for the relationship
Well I desperately wanted a break it has been one of these years, so I searched all over, including Saga Travel, but found the prices so expensive for a single person wanting two weeks holiday
Finally I went to the expert Zorro, who gave me the name of a couple of hotels in a resort that did not have lots of British people
I then went to see my favourite person Dawn at the travel agents & low and behold she got me the hotel at the right dates, decent flights and even better at a good price
Oh forgot to say that Dawn tried to save me money by not including meals & a different airport transfer by minibus, surely that would be much better with all the hanging about & chatty reps plus all those stops
Everything started well I bought a meal deal at Boots which I felt was better & healthier than the odd one the people had to pay for on the flight, there were no problems on the flight nor at baggage collection, so off to find my minibus
Well I had read the instructions but where was the man with my name on a card, well after a while I re read the instructions & in the end went to the other terminal, but couldent see anyone there, well cut a long story short eventually after 15 minutes we found each other the minibus was full of others, all going to strange places which meant it still seemed to take forever to get to the hotel, what was worse was I could of got the train & been there in 15 minutes with a 3 minute walk from the station
Check in at the hotel was easy & the room was okay, but the view was the roof of green felt & I was next to the domestics room, at least it would be quiet, oh & the air conditioning worked well
Downstairs for a walk round, but hang on a minute it was a Spanish Saga holiday there were hundreds of elderly Spanish people apparently shouting to each other wherever I went in the hotel, but I did not worry & off to the beach in the sun & it was virtually deserted apart from a few joggers
Well mealtime came so down I went the place was full of those same people as in the lounge, with a small sprinkling of British, but none seemed anymore happy either, the food was self service & I quickly found a table & got the hang of the layout, what was interesting was it all tasted the same which continued through the holiday however attractive, sorry being unfair the sweets tasted different but not quite sure what LOL
Well I visited Fuengirola which was much as I remembered it & it was easy to reach by the train, I spent a number of occasions walking along the beach which was so peaceful & quiet apart from the noise of the waves, but sadly on my own
On the holiday I spent most of my time alone, apart from one nice little couple I met and a nice man I chatted to at the station one day, it seems the british now seem to stay within their own little groupings apart from the drinkers
I did some sun bathing again on my own but found due to back pain it was hard to lie on the beds for long, the one thing I did at these times was listen to my MP3 player & read the books I had brought
Well the bad news some days the sun shone but when it rained well the streets were flooded as you can see from the photo, for the last 3 days it never stopped, & the lounges were full of about 400 Spanish people again all chatting quite loud, but the Brits had disappeared yet again, so off to watch Bargain Hunt & other riveting programmes on the TV in the room mixed in with listening to music & reading
Now must say went to Malaga one day but got off at main station by mistake & went the wrong way, luckily eventually found the promenade & beach which was quite pleasant & different to the local ones, after a while I wandered back through the town & saw some of the traditional housing away from the tourist areas
Also went for a trip on the local bus to Ronda which was on a lovely day, I looked at all the touristy bits then found a lovely deserted area just off the beaten track with only the horse to keep me company which showed the valley & the town from a totally different view don’t you thinkWhilst there was hungry so went into McDonalds, well it was a local one & I was served quickly, the food actually tasted better than some I had at the hotel I am sorry to say
Whilst on the holiday noticed this hill with a tower so found my way there & the view was fantastic so those of you that know me will understand that I then needed to come back at sunset to see if I could get any good photos there, I will post a few for you to see what you think
Because I was going up there at dusk I think the locals must of thought I was mad, I did worry because it was isolated that I could have been mugged or worse still have a fall then what would I do, but the photos I felt were worth the effort
Oh I forgot to mention, do you remember that I was next to the domestics room well 7.30 every morning on went the taps full for them so I was never going to oversleep was I but the they continued throughout the day until late afternoon & even worse they did my room last, well I suppose it could have been a load of drunks next to me LOL
Staying at the hotel was a young mum with 2 very young children, she looked worn out all the time, it wasent that the children were bad just boisterous, sadly nobody ever offered any help I did think of it but what would people think of some old bloke talking to her so sadly given the time we live in I dident, maybe I should start a forum on the subject on Saga
One day I saw the young mum on the beach playing with the children as I was walking along then she took some photos, when I reached her she was still taking the photos so I stopped & offered to take one of her & the children, she seemed very confused by the offer so I asked again, she was English, eventually she agreed to my doing it so I took the photos sadly that was the end, was it me feeling lonely, I felt she was so isolated but that my entering into conversation on my own would only cause embarrassment it seems such a shame I was not trying to chat her up just felt she could of done with a chat with an adult, but what do I know
On the last day it had been raining but guess what the sun came out as the minibus collected me, it was an uneventful trip back to the airport, the plane was an hour late but they had Mama Mia on for entertainment so that I enjoyed the flight, wanted to sing but thought better of it
In future have decided going on holiday on my own is not my thing, nobody to rub cream on back to chat to or hold hands this year hang on a minute don’t do those things with Brian hope there are no misunderstandings
I left the best to the last because it was Debbie that I realised I would of wanted to walk along the beach with & hold hands, whilst I was away she was in OZ but we used text each day & chatted on occasions I wonder what that says for the relationship
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