Saturday, January 16, 2016

We begin our winter getaway in Gran Canaria

We have escaped our village and gone to Meloneras, Gran Canaria. What a difference, with balmy temperatures reaching 34 degrees during the day and not falling much below 20 overnight. This is much better than listening to the howling tramontana during the winter months. And we have left behind the crazy house we live in. Just before we left we once again went to the agency to complain about yet another leak in the guest bedroom after rain. Yesterday we received a message all about the ventilation causing condensation because of the way the house was built. The architect, builder and owner of the two houses have reached some agreement that work will be done to stop the condensation. We are only left shaking our heads. It rains, it leaks. Soon it won't be our problem as we will be gone from there.

After a couple of stressful days shopping, which in Spain means going to several supermarkets to buy what you want we are all set up. We did visit a large market but it didn't have a lot of fruit and veg, instead lots of touristy things to buy. Then the trunk of our car wouldn't lock so it was back to the airport to swop cars.

We are living in a very nice townhouse complex just behind one of the big hotels. This particular part of Meloneras is not as busy as the main part. We've had a couple of swims in the sea but yesterday there were some quite big rollers. We had to swim out beyond them to find calmer water. There was a siting of a hammerhead shark off some nameless beach here in the south. The article went on to say how shy the hammerhead was and was only in close because people weren't swimming that day......cut to Jaws music. Today the rollers were too strong to go swimming. We did see a man in a wetsuit with a float attached to him floating out in the middle of the rollers and getting hit by some. I thought it was a bit strange but maybe it would be fun.

Last night we celebrated Seamus' birthday by going to an Indian restaurant. That may be a bit odd but we don't often get the chance of eating Indian. Walking along the promenade and in the restaurant there was quite a mix of people. There are a lot of Germans and Norwegians here as well as some Brits. The Italians are always evident when we are out walking as they are out on their evening passeggiata and usually zoom by us.

Each morning we sit out on our front terrace and eat breakfast. Every day a local goes by with a trolley selling fresh bread and free-range eggs. Both are very good. I asked the lady next door where she got her hair styled as a I really liked the cut. A few minutes later she returned with her husband who turns out to Vidal Sassoon-trained. Even better, he will cut my hair. My last cut in Figueres is not working. I felt like a bit of a celebrity as I told him of meeting and chatting with Vidal when he opened his Toronto shop many years ago. "Wash and wear," my new Spanish friend said. This used to be a Vidal mantra. He will cut my hair in the next few days. I hope this works out or it could be an uncomfortable living next door to him.

A couple of times we have walked along the promenade to the start of the big sand dunes but it has always been dark when we arrived there. Today we drove to the other end of the massive dunes and walked along the promenade to a tourist information office, where we stocked up on all kinds of info about the island. The waves weren't as big as at our beach so we will venture there the next time we have big rollers. Our swim today was in the empty 50-meter pool in the complex. It has been a while since we swam in a regular pool so it was a bit of a shock to feel like such a sludge but by the end it felt quite good. At least there were no hammerheads in there.

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