where do i start?
i had such a good holiday there, it's just hardly even describable.
chupa-chups by the pool -- bat-the-ball sesh's -- bingo night -- whacking the ipod up poolside -- a trip with aileen over the hill to the other resort -- greek food -- the greek waiters in tavernas -- winning cocktails at the quiz --beautiful sea view from our balcony -- being bitten by a fish -- sunbathing with a good book about new york -- people watching at the pool -- being trashed at pool but being taught how to be better by billy -- buying snacks to eat before dinner -- cheeky malibu's whilst getting ready -- swimming in the freezing sea -- being told a shopkeepers life story -- accidentally walking down to the nudist section -- phigo the dog -- sevens-up tournaments at the bar -- turtle garden -- being driven to the airport by older billy -- buying and living in a sun-hat in tribute to mj -- being curious behind the bar on the last night -- making new greek friends, jimmy, billy and the older billy and jimmy's greek friend of course -- listening to greek buskers -- having a laugh as a family -- having literally everything rearranged by the "cleaners"
this is just a selection of my high-lights.
i've never been so sad to come home, but there was literally no faults or anything wrong with that holiday at all and how many places in the world can offer that?
i miss it so much, its like a new empty feeling. england just is awful, there's nothing here.
i can't wait for next year, bring on on the 5th trip, arrilas '10.
Bx
P.S i'll upload photos.
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