zaterdag 23 juli 2011

FUERTE LA AVENTURA DAG 1


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Flight at 7 oclock, arrived at 9 (local time, 1 hour time difference). We went out the night before, met at 2 in the morning, slept 3 hours, woke up at 5 and were throughly planning to cancel it all so we could be able to sleep further. Doing the whole trip to arrive seemed like the most exhausting thing in the world. It also kind of was, as you'd be able to see on the pics i choose not to show here (neither anybody else except myself). But hello, waking up at 5.. 3 hours sleep.. being a bit tipsy and hangover. It's a recipe for a lazy stupid disaster. 
Fortunately we decide to get out of bed.
So at 12 something we were in El Cotillo, where our (surfers)hostel was. And beside the hostel, 100 inhabitants permanently living there. C R A Z Y. It did took a while to learn to appreciate El Cotillo. It was a small small ieniemienie tiny fisherstown and people were literrary going crazy because of the loneliness. I mean, how many times it happened we were enjoying a nice Canarian Island beer -Tropical- and two seats further a local drunken townwicked was laughing and singing songs and giggling when you passed to go to the toilet. Once exactly. But it could have happened all the time. It's just really abandonned. And you have to get used to it if you're a citygirl and coming from the vivid party city VLC.
And yes it was a surfershostel
But no there weren't any surfers (except two girls and a couple who came to learn to surf. but as it will take them 5 more years to be able to stand on a surfthing, i don't count them as surfers) because it wasn't the season yet.
So the first hour, in combination with the exhausting trip, we kind of felt in a little depression. Further, there was only 1 bar open. Only one. On a friday. They didn't even have anything that slightly looked like a dancebar. I must have repeated a thousand times in my head "OOOOOMGGGG why did i refuse to go to Mallorca because it was too turistic???I AM A TURIST!! I LOOOOVE crowdy bars and shops and people to watch. It's my favourite thing to do!!!".
But i really did learn to appreciate the awesome giant endless powerfull ocean and huge strong waves and long empty semi- white beaches with rocks and sand and everything else what there is on cool beaches.
Even the loneliness of El Cotillo. After a few days at least. After we discovered its awesome - with not too much moving water. Little waves so i can bath and peddle tranquilo without having to be afraid to end up with water in my eyes and noise.- lagoon and after we took a trip to ugly tasteless  crowded Corralejos. That made us really value El Cotillo.
O yes,also something really worth mentioning, the french bakery in El Cotillo! It may have absoooolutely nothing but it DOES have the best french bakery in Spain. It had been forever i had eaten a good croissant. Plus one to a good mood big time:). So it became immediately are daily stop. 
More adventures in adventourous el Cotillo, next time!

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