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Lanzarote Mini- Break

I’m ba-ack! Did ya miss me? I know it’s almost like I was never away, what with the brilliance of scheduling posts, but I’m here today to tell you all about my mini break away to finish celebrating Rachel’s 18th birthday. But hi again everyone! How’ve you all been? Feels like ages since I sat to write a post.

I’ve got a bit of the holiday blues. It was great being away in the sun, even if only for a weekend. Makes me realise I should’ve gone to Ibiza when I had the chance all those months ago! But anyway, I promised you a write up of my time away so here goes.


We left the house at 9:30 on Friday morning, excited but tired and ready to just start the holiday! When you’re only away for 3 nights, every minute counts and so once we got through security we headed straight to the bar. What holiday starts without a drink before the flight? For once, I got travelling with no delays, and soon we were on the plane preparing ourselves for take off. Rachel and I had the middle and aisle seats, but luckily no one came for the window seat and so we were able to sprawl out along the row. We passed the 4 hour flight talking, listening to music, and watching films on my iPad. Finally got seeing the live-action version of Peter Pan!

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When we landed in Lanzarote, it was a quick and easy route to baggage reclaim, and soon we were in a taxi on our way to the hotel. Unfortunately our taxi driver got a little lost along the way but it just meant we were 5 minutes later in getting to the hotel than we had originally thought.

 

First impressions are always important, and I wasn’t quite so sure when we got out of the taxi. When I had booked the hotel back in August, there hadn’t been any pictures of the front of the hotel from the street, and so to arrive and see it right beside a sports bar I was slightly worried about what it would be like. This worry disappeared as soon as we walked through the doors, though. The reception area was big and bright and the man at the check in desk was smiling – always a good start. When booking, I had only paid a deposit, and so paid the rest while we checked in. Our passports were scanned, we signed a couple of forms, were given a map of the grounds, and told to wait to the side as someone was coming to show us to our room. Our room was over to the left of the hotel, and so we walked past the restaurant, the bar, and the entertainment lounge before we were told our room was just up the stairs and on the left. Rachel had the big case while I tried to figure out how to carry a handbag and a travel case – it’s a lot more complicated than it sounds! It was only when we reached the door that we realised we hadn’t got a key… so back I went to reception and collected it. Then began the confusion of the door. We couldn’t unlock it! No matter what way we turned the key, it constantly sounded like we were locking it over and over again. Eventually we somehow got inside and were pleasantly surprised with the room.

 

I had asked for a double bedroom just for the two of us – we don’t mind sharing when on holiday. So imagine our surprise when we found ourselves in an apartment with a lovely big balcony! Just a shame my request for a pool view had been completely ignored. It wasn’t worth asking to move though, and so we unpacked quickly and went downstairs for a drink. Did I mention we were all inclusive? We took a walk around our half of the resort and saw the mini golf area and the tennis courts. There was a €20 deposit for each of these (so you got your money back after returning the equipment) and golf cost €1 per game, while tennis cost €6 for 2 people for an hour. If we’d been there longer, we might have considered it, however all we wanted to do was lie by the pool. Unfortunately there was no one around the pool by 5pm and so we decided to take a walk and investigate the surrounding area. We didn’t go too far, mainly because the idea of getting lost in a new country without adults (shh no 21 and 18 does not make us adults) but we found the sea front! It looked so calm and peaceful, and Rachel got to walk on the sand for the first time in almost a year. For some reason she loves it! We soon headed back and got ready for dinner, not really sure what to expect.

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The restaurant was a reasonable size, with lots to choose from, but all the tables were crammed in together which made it difficult to navigate around when you had food and/or drink in hand. For anyone all inclusive, there were bottles of wine and some wine glasses at the bar for you to help yourself, as well as there being a serve yourself drinks area with beer and soft drinks. Starters were salads, some fish, and soup options, as well as some cheeses and cold meats. The mains consisted of a couple of different meats, a fish option, some sort of rice dish, and always chips. For dessert, you could have either ice cream (in a bowl or a cone), fruit, cakes, jelly, or mousse. The staff were all friendly and easy to approach, and very quick to clear between courses. That first night, Rachel and I took a mix of salads and cold meats with some fresh bread to start. I then had the chicken korma for dinner which was quite nice but knocked me out of the running for our lent challenge within the flat. Rachel had pork in a creamy sauce and it was delicious. So tender and just melted in your mouth! Now, for dessert, I hadn’t even realised I’d broken my lent and so I had a lemon mousse that was a bit disappointing, while Rachel sampled the cakes. After dinner, a chat, and quite a few glasses of wine, we decided we were shattered – I’m not ashamed to admit we were in bed by 9pm and asleep before 10!

 

Saturday morning was bliss – waking up to see the sun shining in and feel the heat of the day before it had even really warmed up. We went down for breakfast – a fry up followed by some fruit – before taking up our positions on the sun bed. The bar opened at 11 for us to get a drink, and so we played a hand of cards before moving back to the beds for a while. Eventually we went over to the pool bar for lunch. As part of our meal plan, we could either have a buffet lunch in the restaurant or something off the pool bar menu. Rachel had spicy chicken wings while I had fish. It was alright, but we agreed that we would eat in the restaurant on Sunday. It clouded over mid-afternoon, so we decided to venture out again but further this time. We found a little shopping centre and had a little look through it, before walking out and finding ourselves at the beach! How did that happen?? It was gorgeous, and by this stage the sun had come back out. We ambled along the sand, enjoying the heat and peacefulness of the entire thing. Eventually we headed back to the hotel and lay in the sun again. By this stage, the pool area was quite quiet and the air had cooled a bit. This wasn’t helped when the sun disappeared behind a layer of cloud again, so we packed up and went to the pub beside the hotel to watch Ireland play England in the final match of the six nations – what a great match!

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We went back to the hotel and got ready for dinner, feeling very much in the holiday spirit. Dinner that night was lovely again, a similar starter followed by a pasta dish and then fruit and cakes for pudding. Now, we were more awake and ready to join everyone in the entertainment lounge. We sat down with our glass of amaretto each and some man came over to us, having identified us as the youngest in the hotel, and told us he was travelling home in the morning and had some vodka left that he couldn’t travel with if we would like it so naturally we thanked him and accepted it. It was huge! You know those big bottles you put in optics in a bar? Yeah, we had pretty much a full one of those given to us. Never mind that, Rachel then won a bottle of sparkling wine while playing bingo! Saturday seemed to be a lucky day for us. We sat up to listen to the music afterwards and headed to bed around 11.

 

Sunday we woke up to the sun again but a stronger wind. After breakfast, we took up our positions on the sunbeds and agreed we weren’t moving very far. I read my book (and finished it so look out for that review coming soon), we had a few drinks, and we were just so relaxed. At lunch, we went into the buffet restaurant and I was so excited to see calamari! After this, we moved back to the sun and just stayed there until about 5ish again. With it being our last day, we didn’t want to waste any of our valuable tanning time. After dinner, we moved through to watch the entertainment again – flamenco dancers – before heading to the room to pack. We crawled into bed, set our alarms, and were sad to be saying goodbye so soon.

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Monday morning came very quickly and I’m not going to pretend I wasn’t exhausted. We arrived in Belfast around 11:30ish, and I got back to the flat at around 3pm – almost 12 hours after I started travelling.

 

It was a great mini break, and one that was definitely needed. I feel like I cleared my head and got a little perspective. I woke up on Tuesday feeling ready to take on these upcoming exams, and I can’t wait for the summer break. It’s good to get away, even for a short time, just to remind yourself that it’s okay to take time to yourself. A little self-love goes a long way.

 

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Update

Hiya everyone! Sorry I’ve been AWOL the last week. Can’t even say I’ve been overly busy. I just was throwing myself into writing up blogmas posts and getting the planning for them started. However, it was pointed out to me today by a certain person who wants a post dedicated to herself that I hadn’t posted anything new and so here I am.

 

I realise that writing a post because someone asks you to isn’t always a great idea. A lot of the time, motivation and inspiration are needed for writing a ‘good’ post. At the same time, the posts I write and expect to do well actually always tend to be a bit of a flop. Instead, the ones that I write randomly actually tend to be more popular – funny, isn’t it?

 

I wanted to write something that’s been on my mind quite a bit recently, something I keep thinking about and meaning to talk to people about but it always ends up being pushed down. I was visiting a friend on Wednesday night and we actually both agreed on it. Not that surprising when I eventually get round to telling you what we were discussing; the interesting part is that while we both agreed on the ideology neither of us put it into practice as much as we should.

 

The concept, my friends, is happiness. There are so many quotes and ideals on happiness. We all constantly strive for it, and once we have it we grasp on for dear life – savouring it for as long as we can. A lovely young lady I know through blogging pointed out a few days ago that life is far too short for us to worry. It’s too short for us to hold on to grudges and the likes. Instead, her life philosophy was simply that we should live each day to the max, make the most of the opportunities presented to us, and remember ourselves in times when we need to.

 

Now, when I was at my friend’s the other night, we were discussing some things that have been going on in his life over the last few months, and it was actually refreshing when he said that doing something because it makes you happy should be the main motivation for doing anything. It’s different for each of us, but everyone has at least that one thing that makes them happy. Me? I’m happy when I blog. I’m happy when I’m with people I care about. I’m happy when I’m singing along to crappy music and dancing like an idiot (only when drunk, otherwise you’ll find me awkwardly dancing in a small circle and only mouthing the words). I’ve been told I’m obsessed with Christmas multiple times, yet that doesn’t bother me because why shouldn’t I be excited for a time when I feel genuinely happy just because of dates on a calendar?

I wrote a post a while back about a ‘down’ day that I’d had. I censored it a bit because there were thoughts I had that day that I don’t even want to remind myself about, never mind let someone else know what went through my head. But I’m on the up again now and I’m doing the best I can to keep positive. Another thing I am constantly reminded of is that it’s okay to not always be okay, and I think a lot of us forget this so frequently.

 

However I wanted to write a motivating, or at least slightly positive, post for today. It’s almost the weekend. Whatever you do this weekend, do it not because you have to but because you want to, and don’t let anyone guilt trip you into or out of doing something. Take time for you. Think about you. Go on that walk, read that book, binge-watch that series you could never admit to loving for fear of being laughed at for it.

 

This week has reminded me that no matter what happens, we tend to be able to pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and wait for the next shock to hit us. So many people inspire me daily to be like them. They either struggle daily, have done in the past, or are struggling now and don’t want to let people know how they’re doing. So while yo focus on your happiness this weekend, ask yourself are you truly happy or are you conforming to society’s conception of happiness.

 

Actually, I was going to finish this post there, but that last sentence got me thinking – what actually is happiness? We constantly chase it, hunt for it, some of us would even do anything to be ‘happy’ – no matter how you define it.

 

This weekend, I have Rachel over, and so I probably won’t be blogging much. While I’ve definitely been more excited to see her, it’ll be nice to have a change of company even if it’s only for a couple of days. Actually, while it’s in my head, I should hide the Christmas present I bought her… Well I think I’ve bought it for her, I might just keep it for me, but either way I should move it until she’s gone again.

 

I know we’re close to November, and I should probably start thinking about my November goals, but I just wanted to share this with you. We have 2 months left of the year, and then most of us start thinking about New Year’s Resolutions, but what if instead of making goals, I think about what would make me happy? In fact, I should probably look back at the resolutions I made back in January… There may still be time to complete them. But the things that would make me happy are:

  • Travel more. Doesn’t matter where, doesn’t matter if I’m on my own or what, but I want to travel and see more. Even if it’s a weekend in Manchester or something, I just want to do different things.
  • Keep up blogging. I wasn’t in the best of moods when I sat down to write this, but blogging definitely relaxes me and allows me to get out all the thoughts and experiences I’ve had.
  • Spend more time with friends and people I care about. I go through phases of not seeing anyone, and I’ve begun to notice how this affects my mood. I’m not saying I need to see people all day every day – even I would get fed up with that – but the last few nights of catching up with friends has been great.
  • Appreciate the here and now. Yes, there’s always something exciting coming up, but there are so many little things in a day to be happy for! Today? I get to walk down a tree-lined street and look at all the autumn leaves as they fall.

 

So yes, life is short. And some of you may have experienced my sentiment that life sucks and then you die, but the reality is it doesn’t have to suck. We’ve been given this opportunity to live and walk and breathe and just exist, and so many of us waste it doing things we don’t want to do, to impress people we don’t like, to pretend to ourselves that we’re happy and that’s why we’re doing it. Not anymore. Tonight, I’m going to share my bed with my multiple teddies that I have here at uni (don’t judge me), I’m going to have a good time with my sister and her boyfriend, and I’m going to make the most of seeing her. I’ve a few more things I need to do for Monday, but I’ll worry about them later. For now, I’m going to sign off and go get through the shower. Anyone want to come to my Maths lecture with me?

 

 

Ktkinnes xx