Departure and Arrival

For those of you that don't know I am currently on holiday on the island of Tenerife. Over the next 14 days I am going to update this Blog (hopefully) and post photo's and talk about stuff that Ive been up to during the day etc. etc.

Okay but before I get started a little info on the Island and the resort.

Tenerife is part of the Canary group of Islands just off the coast of Western Africa. Although it is a Spanish territory it is actually 1,500 km away from the mainland and much closer to Africa (300km).

It was formed 10 million years ago by Volcanic History.

The native Islanders were called the "Guanches" and up until the late 15th Century remained largely un-disturbed. It was around this time in 1493 that the Spanish colonist, Alonso Fernandez de Lugo, invaded and conquered the island.

Tenerife is the home of the highest point in all of Spain, Pico del Teide, which soars into the heavens at 3,718m!. It is also an active Volcano, but hasn't erupted (fortunately) for a hundred years (bet I Just jinxed that).

Tenerife is also purported to be a UFO hot spot, with numerous sightings and even a suicidal cult associated with the Island. People who believe in this usually associate Pico del Teide, the Pyramids of Guimar and the Guanches with the "visitors". I on the other hand think it may be because of the duty free goods available at low low prices ; ) which proposes the question, do Aliens smoke?!

Okay, okay enough of the history lesson. I know what you're thinking;

You: Christ, who duz this guy think he is, Wikipedia !!??! *%£&!

But I wanted to get that clear because;

A : it makes me feel slightly important, so much so I even give a wry smile to myself when I pass the mirror.

B : You probably won't have a clue what I'm on about half the time when I go on about stuff...and things...


But anyway, let us commence with the Web log Maestro !!!

* curtains open * * few people walk out*




I have a fear of flying ! so I wasn't looking that forward to flying to be honest, but leading up to the flight I read up on flying, flying phobias etc. to make me that less nervous. However I think my Dad and brother thought of me as a bit strange when I started watching videos of flight turbulence on you tube....hmm maybe that was a bit strange in hindsight..

Anyway on the day of the flight I had to take Bella and Mitten to the Kennels to stay while we were away : ( . On the way Bella moaned, and Mitten moaned. I think they had sussed it out.
We got there and Bella was taken to her cage/pen thing but she looked kind of scared cause all the dogs were barking. So I told her it would be alright but she didn't answer, I think she was blanking me.
Then when I had to go she started barking and barked at me all the way to the exit, this really made me sad : (

We went back home and Meg came round and I gave her some milk and cheese to take home (as you do) and I said I'd miss her and then she waved me off on my journey to the ends of the earth, or Tenerife. One of the two.

At the airport the usual was done, check-in,departures,buying random crap just because its tax free and you probably wouldn't even buy it or want to buy it if it wasn't tax free,drinking beer and then boarding the Aeroplane.
I felt a bit nervous at this bit when the realisation of flying in a Plane actually hit me, but I remained calm and breathed slowly and I felt kind of, better.
I was ok on take off, just nervous that's all. I kept myself busy by watching Shrek 3 and reading the Newspaper and the usual. *victory dance* 245 exp gained.

The flight took about 3 and a half hours and we landed at Reina Sofia airport in Tenerife at around 11:30 GMT (the time difference is the same as the UK) and then after collecting our luggage and finding our coach we set off the the resort of Los Christianos which was a short drive away.

We arrived at the hotel Aguamar and then after no less then 10 minutes we were in a bar. However upto this point it sounds good but the bar was full of boozed up Scottish people (I have no quarms with Scottish people btw its just happens to be that they were in fact,Scottish).

I was so hungry at this point and so I went off in search of food, hoping to find but a lonely shop that sold just crisps or something at this hour (it was 2am). However I forgot the fact that next door to our resort was the resort of "Playa De Las Americas", loosely translated to "resort full of drunken chavs" so of course every restaurant in a 5 mile radius was open to cater for some boozed up bloke called Baz and his mates to have a curry at 5am in the morning.

And so I turned a corner and there it was! a Chinese curry house and, get this, takeaway!! I was so happy that I think I may have levelled up.
I ordered curry to go and went back to the apartments.

I put a Euro in the TV (no I'm not going mad its pay-per-view : / ) and watched CNN for a while. tried to get to sleep on this sofa-come-torture device-come-bed but I was quite hot. I finally did.