Day 13: Hands Up!

If you want a peaceful, relaxed holiday destination, this probably isn't the place for you. There is always something going on In the 'Olympic Pool' ( I can't hear the term 'Olympic sized swimming pool' without thinking of Gladys Pugh from Hi-De-Hi)
It's always aerobics, volleyball or Zumba, usually with a very loud soundtrack to accompany it. They seem to like Coldplay and Queen quite a lot. There was excitement in one of the smaller pools when they had to evacuate due to the discovery of something unmentionable. It was a bit of a 'jaws' moment with everyone running for their lives then standing round the edge while lifeguards swept and sieved for about half an hour until the all-clear was given.

There was much hilarity last night after we had been for dinner and came back to the shack. After a few rounds of Uno and a few glasses of wine on the deck, the conversation turned to the merits of Jeff Buckley and I dozed off. Sometime later, D and Alf still engrossed in conversation , I sat bolt upright and said 'Where's Granny?' Which everyone found extremely amusing and Alf particularly thought it the funniest thing ever and kept following me round while I was getting ready for bed and asking me why I wanted Granny while bent double with laughter.
Anyhow, the time has come to move on and even Alf is looking forward to our next stop!