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Day one:
So the annual girls weekend away has begun. After a few disputes with my friends trying to find the Travel (space) Lodge with the sat nav and me not being at the right pick up point from the Stansted Express we all finally convened at the Travel (space) Lodge and settled down in the bar.
I don't mind flying Ryanair but I do find it really unecessary and slightly irritating when they make you put literally everything into your case. I mean by making me stuff my jumper, purse, drink etc into my case at boarding not only holds things up there but also once I actually get on the plane the queue is starting to form behind me as I scrabble around in my case trying to get my jumper, purse, drink etc back out of my case!
On this occasion we had an incredibly rude and annoying man at the gate. After finally managing to wedge one of our bags into the case measurer he finally agreed we could take it on (it was just a slightly different shape to the measurer but still a small bag). We just had to get the bag out of the measurer first!
Landed in a nice warm Lloret. We found a taxi and were just discussing how nice the taxi was and how much safer the taxi driver was than in some other places we'd been when the taxi driver proceeded to smash through the toll booth barrier. Yes, literally smash through. As the alarms started ringing we turned to see the barrier laying in the middle of the road. Luckily the second toll booth barrier went up quickly and we managed to get through it without it even touching the car.
We're staying in the Gran Casino Royal. Not quite a Bond set and no casino in sight but more of a German 18-30 venue.
Some of the staff are fairly friendly the others are not so. Our room wasn't going to be ready until 1pm so we trekked up the stairs (there seems to be a lot of stairs here and I don't even know where to start on the lifts) to the terrace and soaked up a bit of sunshine while we waited for the all inclusive to start.
The afternoon was spent mostly on in this same position on the terrace (apart from a short break to check into our rooms) before we decided to take a stroll to the beach.
At the beach we found a tropical looking cocktail bar. Settling into the large wicker chairs we ordered our cocktails and shortly after two extremely large and lavishly decorated cocktail glasses appeared. It's a good job we only ordered two between the five of us as they fairly potent. I think this was the point when we finally felt relaxed and were ready to start enjoying our holiday.
With all the excitement of it being the first day we made our way back to our rooms to get our gladrags on and head out early.
Hitting the old haunts we started off in the Queen Vic before heading round to Rockafella's. Most of the evening was spent in one of these two places, with a short trip to Collosus and the golden arches inbetween. There was drinking, dancing and laughs galore and after being awake for 24 hours (what did we expect when vodka redbull is sold in litres) the bed, albeit a fairly firm one, was a welcome relief.
Day two:
Waking up to beaming sunshine everyone is a bit more subdued than yesterday. In a scene reminiscent of The Hangover, we look through the pictures of last night with amusement, surprise and shouts of 'delete'.
A day by the pool is called for today. We slap on the sun cream and park ourselves up on five particularly uncomfortable sunbeds. The pool is freezing but is quite refreshing when ones feeling a little dehydrated.
In the afternoon we rolled off our sunbeds and headed to the beach with the intention of hiring a pedelo.
The beach was heaving. It's also a pebblely beach so not that comfortable to walk on. We bypassed the cocktail bar today.
Deciding against a pedelo (we weren't sure they'd let all five of us on one boat and it looked a bit choppy!) we found a spot to sit and began taking in the sights of the beach. We had a dip in the sea, it was quite wavy and got deep almost as soon as you stepped in. Getting out was not a graceful affair - the trick seemed to be to wait for a wave to wash you in!
We decided to go out a bit later today so after a quick nap we got ourselves ready and ventured to the hotel bar around 10pm. We made the most of the all inclusive for an hour before walking down to The Queen Vic. The bar staff in the Queen Vic are all English and we also found our Welsh friends, that we befriended the night before, in here.Again the night was spent laughing, dancing and being merry in either The Queen Vic, Rockafella's or BK.
Day three:
It's a bit cloudy today. After a slightly earlier to bed night last night most of us made it to breakfast. For me it was the first time I'd sampled the hotel food. A reasonable selection so I opted for egg on toast which was actually quite nice.
I think the last couple of days have begun to catch up with us so we've had a very lazy day involving a lot of napping, a quick trip to the beach, cocktail of the day (I have no idea what it was but it tasted like traditional lemonade!) and another round of flicking through the various photos to see what we got up to last night. It seems we did actually meet Stu from The Hangover!
I'm writing this from our seventh floor balcony, which has reconfirmed that I do have a small fear of heights, especially as the balcony appears to be on a slight slope downwards.
I'm off to wake up the girls so we can go and sample the delights of dinner!
