“There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort.” – Jane Austen
So I live in Norfolk (England rather than Virginia), and it has a bit of a reputation from other parts of the UK for being a little stuck in the past… oh and also for inbreeding. Despite having to cope with the daily struggle of a 3.85 Mbps internet connection, I think the former is a little unfair- and have *thankfully* never had any experience with the latter during the twelve years I’ve lived here. Thank goodness.
However, every so often something crops up that I think could surely only happen here. One such endearing incident has occurred today, so I thought I would share it:
Amazing. What are some quirky or unique things about where you live? Let me know…
“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.” – Augustine of Hippo
Despite being twenty; and therefore arguably much too old to still tag along with my parents on their annual family holiday, a few weeks ago I found myself awake at a ludicrous hour as we headed to the airport. Our destination was Meloneras, a resort near Maspalomas on the southern tip of Gran Canaria. I was a little apprehensive, maybe due to the reputation some resorts on the Canary Islands have for their party scene- a wild night for me usually involves a book and Netflix.
I stayed at the Lopesan Baobab and can not praise it highly enough- my worries about the location were instantly dismissed. The hotel’s architecture is African inspired and breathtaking. It was unlike anywhere I’ve stayed before; a brilliant hotel with delicious food (chocolate fountains!) and welcoming staff. Having said that, I’m not sure it’s possible for a place that has its own terrapin pool to be anything but awesome.
One of the highlights of my stay was visiting the sand dunes of Maspalomas- which seem to roll on forever. The dunes are a nature reserve- meaning only certain parts are open to the public, but there is more than enough to explore for you to appreciate their natural beauty. Speaking of natural beauty, some locations amongst the dunes are a favourite zone for nudists, which I suppose can be either a positive or a negative depending on what floats your boat.
The town of Playa del Inglés (at the other end of the dunes) is also well worth a visit, and there are a lot of cafés, restaurants and independent shops to discover on the promenade that runs adjacent to the beach. I rented a surfboard from one of these shops and had a great day on the coast. I was glad to be staying away from the hustle and bustle of this tourism centred town, but it was welcoming and vibrant- well worth checking out.
All in all Gran Canaria definitely makes my list of destinations to explore, or would do if I had such a list anyway. I was surprised at the wide variety of culture, and can see why my guide book described the island as a ‘miniature continent’. There is something for everyone. Man, the GC tourism board should just hire me and be done with it…
“The scariest moment is always just before you start.” – Stephen King
My name is Barney and this is my first blog post. I’ve been wanting to start a blog for years, but have always been a bit intimidated by the fact that I may not be particularly interesting. Now though, I’ve come to the realisation that if nobody reads it then it will be more like a personal diary, which I’m fine with. Just perhaps without any of the absurd “Girls smell” comments that used to frequent my diary the last time I kept one (I was eight, I promise).
I don’t think my posts will fit to a specific genre of blog, I’m just planning to write about things that I find interesting and am passionate about. Sounds like a good plan.
So I guess now it would be wonderfully exciting to introduce myself and let you know a bit about me. I’m twenty years old and I live in the East of England. This is me: If anyone has read this then thank you, you’re awesome! Feel free to follow me on twitter and instagram. I’m going to try and post on here as regularly as I can without being painfully boring, so get excited…