brown beaches, yes, but look at that sky.
England, wasting film. This trip was like a second honeymoon- especially in the sense that we had to rely on disposable cameras to capture it all (couldn't find our camera, which turned out to be in the glove box).
Jordan is so cute! This is how he always leaves our house--he will turn around just before exiting the gate and exclaim--bye bye cottage, wish us well, see you later, we'll miss your smell. I don't know where he picked that up. I think he said his dad used to say something similar when he would pull out of the driveway.
Yes, I am taking this, outside our house the day we got back. Ashley said she really liked this pic; which i took to mean that she had something against the top of my head. Don't know?
When we arrived they seemed in a bit of a faff. We're assuming they lost our reservation, but we didn't care, as they upgraded us to a junior suite. Breakfast and dinner included. LOVELY. This is the view from our balcony. There were lots of Germans here, interestingly. Applarently the joke amongst British people is that when you go on holiday and Germans are there the Germans go out in the wee hours to stake their claim on all the pool chairs. We did alright. If it isn't obvious that is the ocean just beyond the palm tree. It was nice, you literally walked out the back gate of the pool and were right by the ocean. There were always alot of surfers out there.
Tenerife is on a volcanic island, hence the dark sand.
I was really trying to capture the edge of my finger but ended up taking a picture of the beach....so I thought I would include that here
out for a walk, just lost a flip-flop to the ocean but recovered nicely....the waves were crazy here....I am really living on the edge so to speak. the excitement put this big smile on my face.
A HUGE wave came up and knocked me over and I lost a flip flop, but, amazingly, it came back to me. The ocean is 0 for 2 on my flops.
Same spot, but if you notice Jordan is backed up away from the waves where he can't get knocked over. Some would call it sage understanding of the way the ocean works, some would call it learning from others mistakes--me, I call it chicken!
The cute British man who offered to take our picture initially pointed the camera at himself. I had to tactfully tell him he had it facing the wrong way...
brown beaches, yes, but look at that sky.
England, wasting film. This trip was like a second honeymoon- especially in the sense that we had to rely on disposable cameras to capture it all (couldn't find our camera, which turned out to be in the glove box).
Jordan is so cute! This is how he always leaves our house--he will turn around just before exiting the gate and exclaim--bye bye cottage, wish us well, see you later, we'll miss your smell. I don't know where he picked that up. I think he said his dad used to say something similar when he would pull out of the driveway.
Yes, I am taking this, outside our house the day we got back. Ashley said she really liked this pic; which i took to mean that she had something against the top of my head. Don't know?
When we arrived they seemed in a bit of a faff. We're assuming they lost our reservation, but we didn't care, as they upgraded us to a junior suite. Breakfast and dinner included. LOVELY. This is the view from our balcony. There were lots of Germans here, interestingly. Applarently the joke amongst British people is that when you go on holiday and Germans are there the Germans go out in the wee hours to stake their claim on all the pool chairs. We did alright. If it isn't obvious that is the ocean just beyond the palm tree. It was nice, you literally walked out the back gate of the pool and were right by the ocean. There were always alot of surfers out there. 
Tenerife is on a volcanic island, hence the dark sand.
I was really trying to capture the edge of my finger but ended up taking a picture of the beach....so I thought I would include that here
out for a walk, just lost a flip-flop to the ocean but recovered nicely....the waves were crazy here....I am really living on the edge so to speak. the excitement put this big smile on my face.
A HUGE wave came up and knocked me over and I lost a flip flop, but, amazingly, it came back to me. The ocean is 0 for 2 on my flops.
Same spot, but if you notice Jordan is backed up away from the waves where he can't get knocked over. Some would call it sage understanding of the way the ocean works, some would call it learning from others mistakes--me, I call it chicken!
The cute British man who offered to take our picture initially pointed the camera at himself. I had to tactfully tell him he had it facing the wrong way...
Ashley will often try to draw attention to herself by going through this elaborate process of putting on sun lotion. I usually try to buy the spray on kind (aerosol). However, she tends to argue that unless you are rubbing it in then it doesn't work as well. So, we tend to compromise and buy the stuff that you spray on but then it just sits there on your skin. Which is actually pointless because then you have to rub it in anyway. So she likes to squirt a bunch of sun screen on, because everyone knows that the more you put on the area the better the protection. The math is approximately: SPF 30+rubbed in three times + an extra gob that didn't get rubbed in = SPF 145. Then everyone usually claps at the end of the performance.
