The Journey
The journey overall wasn't too bad. We travelled from Leeds to Manchester for the flight. Got lost just before we arrived at the airport (we were supposed to turn right, but went straight on. I knew this was going to happen but just let it, lol). The waiting around was okay, and we only had hand luggage, which meant that we just needed to go straight through to security. We had breakfast, looked around a little bit, and then I think the tiredness hit us all. So after the shortest walk through duty-free ever, we found a lounging area next to our estimated gate. Then when the gate was announced, we queued up and got on the plane. Mine and Phoebe's bags got taken from us and they had to put it under the plane. Annoying, but what can ya do?
I believe the flight took around 2 and a half hours, but with delay, we got there around... 10/11ish. (It’s been at least 2 weeks, I can’t remember what I did yesterday, okay?!) Phoebe and I had to wait for our cases, and then we made our way to the transfer area. We met our van driver around 15 minutes later, whom took us to the car rental place. We got U P G R A D E D ! And the car was insane! Although, being 4 foot 7.5 and getting into this tall-ass car, wasn’t fun. Altogether the car journey was 3 hours. And we got to the villa around 15:30. At this point, I was ready for a nap. But I soildered on.
I believe the flight took around 2 and a half hours, but with delay, we got there around... 10/11ish. (It’s been at least 2 weeks, I can’t remember what I did yesterday, okay?!) Phoebe and I had to wait for our cases, and then we made our way to the transfer area. We met our van driver around 15 minutes later, whom took us to the car rental place. We got U P G R A D E D ! And the car was insane! Although, being 4 foot 7.5 and getting into this tall-ass car, wasn’t fun. Altogether the car journey was 3 hours. And we got to the villa around 15:30. At this point, I was ready for a nap. But I soildered on.
The Villa.
Oh my goodness, the villa was heavenly. As you can see from the diagram above, there was a "granny flat" upstairs, which was mine and Phoebe's, and then downstairs was where everyone else slept. It was so spacious and just everything we needed. The pool was FREEZING, however we needed that. (Except first thing on a morning because that was not fun.) It was nice to have a small, private space to ourselves. Which had a a kitchen, an outside balcony area, a bathroom and a double bed. And it was nice when I felt like if I wanted to do something by myself, I had that space that I could kind of escape to. If that makes sense.
However, I would say that a big downfall of having that private space, is also the feeling of being left out. So there would a lot of times where the rest of the fam were making plans downstairs, we weren't always part of them, and we'd get told last minute. Which sometimes sucked. Also, another thing was the feeling of constantly feeling guilty every morning for waking up Phoebe, by opening the door blinds. I'm such a morning person, and knowing that either my brother or sister-in-law was downstairs up with the kids, I just wanted to leave Phoebe to sleep. However, to get out of her way to get there, I was constantly waking her up. (Soz, Feebs).
One of the things that were both good and bad - depending on the day - was how secluded we were. (You’ll see from the vid below), but it was so bad! (But also good. It’s a win-lose situation). The nearest supermarket to us was a 20 minute drive, which to the manager of the villa, decided that was just down the road. However, it was nice to have the privacy for the kids, and for us to just relax without anyone else around. Other than the dogs barking from the villa next door. At literally nothing. Maybe us, who knows...
One of the things that were both good and bad - depending on the day - was how secluded we were. (You’ll see from the vid below), but it was so bad! (But also good. It’s a win-lose situation). The nearest supermarket to us was a 20 minute drive, which to the manager of the villa, decided that was just down the road. However, it was nice to have the privacy for the kids, and for us to just relax without anyone else around. Other than the dogs barking from the villa next door. At literally nothing. Maybe us, who knows...
Holiday Songs.
Obviously, when you’re on holiday there are songs that will iconically become the Holiday Songs. And whenever you hear them post-holiday, it’ll just make you reminisce. In Spain, there were three songs that we could consider our holiday songs:
1. Maroon 5 ft. Cardi B - Girls Like You
2. Marin Morris - The Middle
3. George Ezra.
Every time I hear any of the songs now, I just feel sentimental of the good times on the holiday, and takes me back instantly. Sighhhhhh.
Overall, I found the trip extremely relaxing. It was definitely needed, and came around at just the right time. I am still in my "I Miss Spain" frame of mind. I had some ups and down - mentally - but I really did enjoy having a holiday with my brother, sister-in-law, niece and nephew. Sadly I won't be attending the holiday next year, however the rest of the famalam shall be. I also put together a lil video of the holibobs, so enjoy;
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