Tenerife 1

The journey over was easy enough - although Gary was still deeply stressed at take-off and landing - particularly when we bounced a couple of times on the tarmac at Tenerife. Here he is in one of the more relaxed moments in flight:


Kelly and Craig met us at the airport and we picked up our hire cars and drove to the villa, which is magnificent. The keg of draft Beck's by the pool was soon getting big licks.

Dinner was really a late lunch on Friday - pizzas and wine. Saturday was a little drizzly and so we decided it might be a good idea to take the drive up north to the capital Santa Cruz. We eventually found a car park, which turned out to be the football stadium's main parking. We then strolled down the hill towards the Ramblas pedestrianised shopping district. This was us at the top of the hill in front of the town hall:

We had lunch at a pavement cafe and then walked further down the street towards the port. Here's a nice one of Gary, Carole and Luca:

Dinner was barbeque, courtesy of Scott - excellent it was too. We had thought that our TV had Setanta but that proved to be false and so a swift decision was made to drive down to Las Americas and find a bar that had the Scotland match on - although why we bothered, I'm still not sure.

Today (Sunday) is Scott's 36th birthday, so he and Lucy have gone off for lunch - I'm picking them up in a few hours. The rest of us are just chilling today.