Tenerife Day 3

All of us were awake at stupid hours this morning, unaware of the time and talking about the events going on through the night. The first thing was that the toilet had been flushing itself for about 5 hours so my dad got up and kicked hell out of it. When he went back to bed he thought he could do with a drink so he got back up and to his amazement, saw the spots on the floor moving. It was actually a cockroach and he ended up chasing it around the floor with a brush. Eventually, he got to sleep and then he was snoaring so loud that it kept everyone else up.

We were assured that we wouldn't be disappointed at the restaurant we were talked into eating at. We were! As soon as the food arrived, we were bombarded with flies. There was about seven of them buzzing around our dinnerplates. My mum resorted to covering her food and drink with napkins and eating under them like a tent. It got us a lot of weird looks but it was hillarious and it worked too.