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Is that the time already!
Still needing to recharge our batteries a day of lounging around I the shade (me) and sun (Vikki) was on the cards. Deciding to confine ourselves to the sun terrace; and the old folk, rather than the pool area and the children, we set ourselves up in the shadiest area.. Which was by far not shady rough for my delicate vampire flesh! And I only have factor 15.
Unfortunately this semi shady area is in eyeshot of the bar area and Pedro ... I say unfortunately but this spot is a double edged sword of a location... You have every tom, d*** and franz checking you out on the way to the bar then the customary 'oh it's female' double take as they pass Vikki. This is becoming tiresome now ... I can't imagine how it feels for Vikki.
And the other edge being the ideal spot for us to do a much more subtle version of people watching, particularly as Pedro is quite a joker. He is able to joke in any language necessary.
Vikki and I both try very hard to speak in Spanish oops not catalan ... There are some differences but what they are we don't yet know, nor can we work it out. Vikki and Pedro pass some pleasantries between them and we watch on and giggle when he teases fellow patrons. Then he winks at us. Bless Pedro he must be beyond retirement age... Assuming there is such a thing in this part of europe? I know I should know what the welfare provision is in Spain as I'm sure we covered it Uni but I can't for the life of me remember ... All that money on a university education is wasted on the over 40's.... We get beyond 45 and can't remember a thing.
Anyway.... My turn to peer the drinks ... In spannish and Pedro responds by saying 'no comprende'! Joker!
Vikki asked Pedro his name today, just so I don't keep referring to him as Pedro.... His response..... Robert Redford , he really is showing his age.... Anyone under 70 would surely have said Brad Pitt.
After a jug of cava sangria (don't ask what's in it .... Haven't got a clue) and a spot of lunch we decide to avail ourselves of the upper terrace and pool area.
The children that are in it are all playing nicely.... No screaming, shouting or swearing, heavy petting .... Although there is a considerable amount of dive bombing going on. I mentioned bfire, I think, that the pool is small....if anyone complained to me about the pool I would give them directions to the beach.
Surprisingly cold but enjoyable, the children still quite courteous of adults old and young who risked the icy waters.
Enjoying a peaceful water tread at the deep end (2 metres sq) we became distracted by the dulcet northern tones of a very large very pale family of three (by large I was referring to their size.... Each of them making me feel positively slender..... Even the pre teen stroppy boy)
Vikki and I , like log term residents, did the here are some newbies raised eyebrows. We watched on as they picked up vacant sun beds from around the terrace and placed the awkward threesome in a location that clearly wasn't intended for that use as it was a narrow walkway by the pool. Health and safety nightmare in my book, I did an I the spot risk assessment and decided the only safe system was for them to go back on the next plane (flights are so cheap from the north!... Shame).
We gawped on in disbelief as we had just left the practically desolate, perfectly comfortable, quiet lower terrace and wondered why all this effort to mark out their territory by the pool. I turned to Vikki and said 'they better bloody get in this pool after all that!'
Oh they got in alright.... Mother with he giant tube buoyancy aid and dad and son playing piggy in the middle ... Well no actually there wasn't a piggy in the middle .... But you get the picture.... They took up the entirety of the pool. Shouting at each other... Jumping, splashing throwing the ball. Dad said to son 'I will imagine the ball is your mums head and I will manage to hit it every time'.
I think we were first out of the pool,followed closely by the French, Germans, Russians ... Even the brummies didn't last long. We say and watched in amazement at how this family of three managed to clear a pool in under 5 minutes....oblivious!
Yes I know I am a southern snob... I enjoy cultural differences, I like that we are all different. But sometimes ....I put on a foreign accent so that I'm not tarred with the same brush as my fellow countrymen.
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