So after the drinking sessions, i think we're aware of what comes next, yeh?
... the hangover :P
Wednesday 7th July, the day of my first hangover lol, (it was also our last full day in Lanzarote)
I did notice it a bit, but it wasn't extremely bad, it was gone by lunch. Still not very pleasant tho.
My planned game of water polo was on at 2pm so I sat around the pool etc. until then and when i did finally head over i found out it wasn't on till 4, so i just hung out with Ross a bit.
At 4pm we just dove in and there was already a good dozen or so people waiting and the intsructor guy showed up, got out the nets and the ball and off it went.
To show what team you're in, you wear a blue or red water cap. I got a red and Ross got a blue.
John, the Liverpool fan also played and he didn't wear a cap coz he was bald and due to the sun, his head was quite red. So he's like "Im with the reds" and patted his head :P
Anyhoo, the blue team dominated coz they had on their team, the two tallest guys in the complex. Both of them about 6'4 lol
Now, as for Ross, he was a little taller than me, fe inches i would say, he must have been nearly 6 foot. He didn't have the long hair that is almost a requirement for what i look for in guys but there was one point playing in the water he crashed right into me and he felt so smooth lol.
Honestly, obviously the water but it took me quite by surprise and i was like "ooft" haha
Aaaaaanyway :)
After the water polo, we got a few drinks, my mum and sister came down to the pool and the rest of Ross' family showed up. We discussed where we would be going to watch Spain's semi-final match vs Germany.
We didn't have a clue so we walked down the sea front and just jumped into the first bar that looked like it had a good atmosphere.
The first half was quite flat so we headed further away for the 2nd half and we found this steak house loaded with Spanish people, they had horns and drums and everything. MASSIVE HD screen. We settled for that :)
Must have been about 70 mintues in and Spain scored, the place erupted! Vuvuzelas, drums, mass looting and pillage (jk) took place. It was mental. Happened again at the full time whistle.
We slowly made our way back and took in everything around us, people running around, waving flags, all sorts of madness. It was still pretty crazy back at the bar in the complex when we met up with everyone again. I was pretty hungry this time so it was suggested me and Ross go and get a Chinese.
Off to the sea front we headed again :P
Ross was quite a quiet person it seemed to me, only kinda spoke when spoken to and as yet, had not mentioned anything about girls. I was gonna intiate the ol' "Got a girlfriend?" question but i couldnt coz of all the fecking noise round about us. Damn Spaniards. I just eventually forgot about it and we got some food lol
Chinese, beer and a final game of cards saw me off to sleep that night. Needed a good sleep coz the next day of travelling was going to be a long'un.
It started off early enough. We didnt need to be gone till noon but we were up and packing at 7am. (My mum's doing of course)
We visited our favourite Scottish bar for the last time and had a big, hearty breakfast to set us up for the day ahead. Went down well as usual :)
We had about an hour left when we got back before the bus came a picked us up from the hotel to take us to the airport. I ran round the complex saying cheerio to everyone lol. Mum was stressing out in case we missed the bus :P
We didn't. and we made it to the airport no problem. This is the worst bit, the queuing at that airport is horrendous. Someone fainted in line and had to be carried away coz of the heat...
Got through the ever pleasant security and sat in another queue waiting for our plane, which was also delayed quite a bit. More queuing...
We did eventually take-off, now that I mention it and the flight back to London was actually pretty turbulent. Not very enjoyable but we made it back in one piece so i shouln't complain.
And i couldn't have been happier when we touched down, not home yet but back in Britain. Our uncle picked us up and we went back to their house (the same one as our cousin's birthday party) for a few nights before we got the bus back home.
I was so happy to be around family again and feeling more at home. Also they had wi-fi and there was a QI marathon on tv that night. It was exacly what i needed. I fell alseep in front of the tv, glad to be home... sorta.
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The next holiday post will be the last one, it's been quite a marathon in itself typing all this out but i do it all for you, my faithful followers.
Hugs,
Rowan
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