And what a lovely week we had. The journey was fine, but definitely not my favourite part of the holiday, and the weather was perfect. Warm enough to lie on the sunbeds in our costumes and to walk around in shorts and t-shirts, but not that hot that it was unbearable. There is also a bit of cloud and a permanent breeze on Lanzarote which was perfect for us. I've never liked relentless sun that you can't get out of.
I had a week off from the camera and probably only took it out with me 2 or 3 times, but here's a flavour of our week.
This was our apartment. I took this just after we'd arrived. We booked two because the only ones left were for 3 people, so we decided we'd split forces. The girls in one, the boys in the other. Theirs remained spotless the whole week, ours was a tip from day one and I lay the blame squarely at Amy's feet!
We couldn't have been in a better position. The pool and restaurant were literally right outside our front doors.
Here's Thomas doing his bit for international relations. He made friends with a boy called Onver from Norway and spent a fair bit of time in the pool with him.
The pool was lovely and there were never more than a dozen people in it. There were also more than enough sunbeds and they were good ones as well. None of this sitting down gingerly hoping it wasn't going to collapse in front of everybody. Typical holiday photo of child by pool.
We ate out in a few places but our 'head to cafe' of the day became The Paradise on the seafront.
And we spent our last evening here drinking sangria and beer and watching the waves roll in.
We were pretty energetic on this holiday. Lots of walking, a bike ride (we hired one of those carriage ones for 4 people), a speed boat trip, (the donuts and manoeuvres he performed were tummy churning, but exhilarating) and we even made it into the sea a few times as well.
Although typically, we never went prepared. We just decided to wade in wearing whatever we had on, and if that included taking shorts off to reveal stripey undies then so be it.
We also had a trip out to Puerto del Carmen, the old town, which to be honest is nothing to write home about but they did have a lovely harbour. Can you make out the bright yellow boat? That was what we went on. It's called the Waverider and if you ever find yourself on the island you should definitely give it a go.
And that pretty much sums up our week. It was one of the nicest, relaxing holidays I've had in a long time and I would definitely go back.
I'm now sat here typing this post looking out of the window at rain and hailstone and if I turn the other way, at piles of washing all over the floor.
Today I have to collect the dogs, do some shopping and Amy's maths tutor is coming this afternoon. I also need to catch up on what you've all been doing. So, it's all pretty much back to normal already.
Ah well, it was good while it lasted and it's always good to be home. Just wish home was a bit warmer.
See you all tomorrow.