Lanzarote, April/May, years back. Got to Costa Teguise and the lady on the transfer coach tells us, "Don't forget it's known as breezy Teguise". Not half. Spent the first few days looking for jumpers in the shops. Constant grey skies. The hotel overlooked a building site on both sides and the in-house entertainment was a John Wayne impersonator (?) and various parrot shows, oh and they repeated the schedule for week 2. The pool was ice cold, the local restaurant had no running water in the toilets which was bad enough until I saw the chef come out of one of the traps after doing a number 2 and walk straight out. The hire car had bald tyres and got broken into where my mobile phone got nicked (back in the day when they were too big to carry around) and the trip to the submarine was spoiled by the Germans running it who clearly thought the war was still on.
Oh and City got relegated (v Ipswich? I've chosen to forget).
On the way out we were delayed 4 hours, on the way back we were delayed 13 hours.Lanzarote, April/May, years back. Got to Costa Teguise and the lady on the transfer coach tells us, "Don't forget it's known as breezy Teguise". Not half. Spent the first few days looking for jumpers in the shops. Constant grey skies. The hotel overlooked a building site on both sides and the in-house entertainment was a John Wayne impersonator (?) and various parrot shows, oh and they repeated the schedule for week 2. The pool was ice cold, the local restaurant had no running water in the toilets which was bad enough until I saw the chef come out of one of the traps after doing a number 2 and walk straight out. The hire car had bald tyres and got broken into where my mobile phone got nicked (back in the day when they were too big to carry around) and the trip to the submarine was spoiled by the Germans running it who clearly thought the war was still on.