kimajy
Well-Known Member
Been quite a while since I put up a review so thought I'd finally fix that seeing as I now know how to upload pics !! If you want to read about 3 days of pills, coke and big clubs, just close the thread and move on. I did manage a wee party so I can just about get away with posting in this section. Going to come in bits as I'm now back juggling "real life" but I'll try to get it finished ASAP.
A tortuous start
After moaning on here about extortionate hotels and overpriced flights, the May cheap seat drought finally ended as fares collapsed a week or so into June. An 'online friend' from Aberdeen with a common interest I'd been chatting with for over a year was out with a group and he'd been after me coming over at the same time as them for weeks. I'd been in Zakynthos the weekend before and we'd all but written the chances off as next to nil. Part of me really couldn't be bothered to travel again so soon, but the weather finally looked amazing and I got that "calling" that's hard to ignore - and June is 100% my favourite month to visit.
The skyscanner searches began in earnest late on Sunday night. They were flying back Wednesday so I had to get out there early Tuesday to make things work. Got Manchester to fit and by 3am Monday the plan was set. Near enough !
Up early on Monday, the current "healthier me" pushed down fatigue and kicked off with outdoor circuit training which gave me the push I needed to get organized - there would be no sleep 'till I got on that plane the next morning. Even last minute managed to get my currency from Post Office online to collect same day at a very decent rate - check it out if you don't use currency cards. Proper meal, pack, 2 diet cokes in the car to stay awake, tunes on and I was on the road by 2.30am.
Managed to book short stay multistorey for the wrong Terminal so MUCH huffing as I hoofed it T2 to T1 with way too much luggage at 5am, fuelled by optimism for a great few days to come. Jet2 bag drop was surprisingly well organized but the same can't be said for "Fast Track security". First you have to trek to a different level to use it, then on arrival it was dead slow and stop. Waste of money basically !
On board in the extra legroom back section of a 757 things started peacefully until a rowdy group clearly put there with no other seats to allocate them arrived and took up the rest of the row. Earplugs went in, neck pillow on and I braced for a battle to snatch some sleep. We finally taxi'd out 1.5 hours later after it emerged the caterers had loaded the wrong aircraft. Muppets. Hopes of being hooked up and out by 1pm melted away. So wrecked by now I did manage to sleep a couple of hours and woke to a tower of beer cans beside me.
Life improved dramatically in the Terminal and I had the keys to my Hyundai Tuscon before my case came off the carousel. Ipod worked in the stereo and finally, it was all behind me. A glorious day awaited.
Checked into the Fiesta Milord in Cala de Bou, a Palladian resort hotel really not up my street but the best of the options I had for my budget at the 11th hour. Extra charges for fridge, kettle and safe worked out about 17 Euros a day. Robbing b'stards . But sod it, now had everything I wanted !!!
Quirky little room with a "showcase" shower within the open plan bedroom, only the toilet was closed off. But a balcony with a lovely sea view right over the water taxi dock. Just big enough to be comfortable. Couldn't really complain !
P6135695 by 103 Alex1, on Flickr
Did the sensible thing and unpacked, stacked the safe, showered and then managed to arrange the meet-up that had seemed so unlikely only a couple of days ago.
A tortuous start
After moaning on here about extortionate hotels and overpriced flights, the May cheap seat drought finally ended as fares collapsed a week or so into June. An 'online friend' from Aberdeen with a common interest I'd been chatting with for over a year was out with a group and he'd been after me coming over at the same time as them for weeks. I'd been in Zakynthos the weekend before and we'd all but written the chances off as next to nil. Part of me really couldn't be bothered to travel again so soon, but the weather finally looked amazing and I got that "calling" that's hard to ignore - and June is 100% my favourite month to visit.
The skyscanner searches began in earnest late on Sunday night. They were flying back Wednesday so I had to get out there early Tuesday to make things work. Got Manchester to fit and by 3am Monday the plan was set. Near enough !
Up early on Monday, the current "healthier me" pushed down fatigue and kicked off with outdoor circuit training which gave me the push I needed to get organized - there would be no sleep 'till I got on that plane the next morning. Even last minute managed to get my currency from Post Office online to collect same day at a very decent rate - check it out if you don't use currency cards. Proper meal, pack, 2 diet cokes in the car to stay awake, tunes on and I was on the road by 2.30am.
Managed to book short stay multistorey for the wrong Terminal so MUCH huffing as I hoofed it T2 to T1 with way too much luggage at 5am, fuelled by optimism for a great few days to come. Jet2 bag drop was surprisingly well organized but the same can't be said for "Fast Track security". First you have to trek to a different level to use it, then on arrival it was dead slow and stop. Waste of money basically !
On board in the extra legroom back section of a 757 things started peacefully until a rowdy group clearly put there with no other seats to allocate them arrived and took up the rest of the row. Earplugs went in, neck pillow on and I braced for a battle to snatch some sleep. We finally taxi'd out 1.5 hours later after it emerged the caterers had loaded the wrong aircraft. Muppets. Hopes of being hooked up and out by 1pm melted away. So wrecked by now I did manage to sleep a couple of hours and woke to a tower of beer cans beside me.
Life improved dramatically in the Terminal and I had the keys to my Hyundai Tuscon before my case came off the carousel. Ipod worked in the stereo and finally, it was all behind me. A glorious day awaited.
Checked into the Fiesta Milord in Cala de Bou, a Palladian resort hotel really not up my street but the best of the options I had for my budget at the 11th hour. Extra charges for fridge, kettle and safe worked out about 17 Euros a day. Robbing b'stards . But sod it, now had everything I wanted !!!
Quirky little room with a "showcase" shower within the open plan bedroom, only the toilet was closed off. But a balcony with a lovely sea view right over the water taxi dock. Just big enough to be comfortable. Couldn't really complain !
P6135695 by 103 Alex1, on Flickr
Did the sensible thing and unpacked, stacked the safe, showered and then managed to arrange the meet-up that had seemed so unlikely only a couple of days ago.