Where to even begin with the trip to the Canary Islands....well our train was late so we missed the last bus to the airport. So we were stranded in Frankfurt for the night with no where to go. At the last minute we decided we were better off getting a room in Frankfurt to sleep for 3 hours even if we would have to get up and catch the bus at 3 am. After a long night and a five hour flight to the islands I get three calls from the hotel from the night before saying the curtains from our room are gone...what the heck do they think I would do with stolen curtains?! And the flight back was a nightmare. Some kid with hippie, hands off parents flooded the bathroom on the plane and stood on my arm rest for half of the flight. Once we arrived back in Frankfurt we had to spend the night in the train station because every hotel in Frankfurt was full for a fair. Anyhow, everything in between was GREAT.
We spent the days at the beach and the pool and I managed to read nearly 3 books. We spent one afternoon in the sand dunes of Maspalomas. From the bottom all you can see is sand and it seems to stretch on forever. At one near miss John nearly lead us sraight into a nudist beach. Thank goodness we were able to swerve right just in time to miss it.
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