The weather was lovely; mostly sunny with just the right temperature and just a little too much wind (which made our arrival a bit too exciting to my taste throwing the plane this way and that for what seemed like forever). I brought stuff for every eventuality and with a weather forecast between 19 and 32 degrees Celsius you need quite a few clothes. No sewing supplies though, the back is still healing.
The hotel is built like a Canarian village with each bungalow a little different from the next one.
You’ve got to love a place with solar panels on every roof, beautiful bars on the windows and where the maid keeps folding your towels into swans.
I spent big chucks of the days here with a book and my iPod; husband of course brought his best friend, his computer.
I got totally fascinated by trees and textures during the week, but more on that later; got to keep the washing machine fed, you know.