I'm home... unfortunately. This year was harder than ever to part from the hotel, the people, the view and the place. Normally I get depressed when departure day gets closer, like two days before or something. This time it all started sligthly halfway through the holiday, and in full measures when our friends and my sister arrived for the last week. By that time one realised that it was the final week.
We started our trip by driving to the airport, leaving home 11.30 in the morning the 23rd of july. At the airport we checked in our suitcases (and saw a couple of people from our neighbourhood, small world), went through the securitycontroll and waited to board the plane. As always we got seats at the very back of the plane. I like it that way!
Since we were only five this holiday we didn't get a row we got one row with three seats and in front two seats. Jonathan and I sat at the front, and the flight went well. We just had to wait approximately 20 minutes outside Gran Canarias coast for permission to land, circling in the air.
What followd was three wonderful weeks with alot of sun, shopping, drinking and just endless days of laziness. I'll post some pictures and tell you more about what I shopped.
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