Spain,  Travel

Tenerife

Yup – you read that correctly. TENERIFE! We finally left the UK – it felt like a miracle! We cancelled four trips abroad due to Covid and then life got rough and well, long story short – I went crazy and with less than a week’s notice I booked us to go to a little island off the coast of West Africa. The sun didn’t stop shining – it was actually HOT and we ate so much food I’m shocked we didn’t sink to the bottom of the pool where we spent every single day. The Bahia Principe hotel was just epic – mini golf, jacuzzi, all day buffet (we ate a LOT of ice cream), kiddies disco, incredible sunsets, so many stars at night, a kid’s club, friendliest staff and just look at that view! It looks like a postcard but I actually took this photo – it was just incredible! We actually got a tan in December and the place was empty!

Full disclosure – we didn’t leave the hotel. So I have nothing to tell you about Tenerife. Ahem. It was my third trip there so that’s going to be my excuse (the last time I also didn’t leave the hotel haha!). But let me tell you about travelling with a little human as it was Alfie’s first ever trip on an airplane and he was an absolute hero! He coped better than most of the adults on the plane who were unable to keep on their face masks properly, sit in their chairs for more than five minutes and moaned the entire journey!

We brought a rucksack full of fun toys for Alfie. Basically we had his favourite books to read, a sticker book, a tablet with his fave shows and games downloaded, so many snacks because you never ever know, a number duplo train, alphabet letters, tons of pens and a drawing book, a few balls and some cars. He just rotated through the toys and fell asleep as we were descending into the airport both times. An absolute hero – not a single complaint and he never even asked to leave his seat. We made sure not to get red-eye flights and arrived in time for a swim in the pool before dinner so he could see where we were staying and I think that helped a lot too. Lots of layers to wear as planes are either absolutely arctic or lava-hot, lots of water and a blanket to snuggle under were also useful.

Here’s a few photos to make you all jelly.

I have to admit I cried just thinking about coming back home and it was exactly as I thought it would be – cold, dark, pouring with rain, bloody freezing and so windy we had to circle above Manchester airport until it was safer to land. UGH. But in good news for you all it does mean I have the holiday bug again and I don’t think I will be able to stick around here all dreary winter, so lots of fun blog posts to come asap – let me know if there’s anywhere you recommend for us to visit, especially if sun and swimming is involved…

Our trip was booked by the amazing Anthony at Hays Travel in Prescot – if you need a holiday then he’s your man!

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