Day 2: Another Day in Paradise
23rd Feb 10
No need for an alarm clock here, the acoustics of Casa de La Familia mean that every pin drop reverberates around the building, essentially making us the worlds largest tuning fork. Needless to say I was woken a little early this morning.
Yesterday was spent in solitude, under cover to avoid not the glaring rays of the apparently UV high sun, but the incessant emptying of Gods bowels – the rain. The rest of the family disappeared for a trip to see the awe inducing island favourite – Albino Crabs! These pigmentally challenged critters draw crowds from across the island who gawp in wonder at the fact that they are, well, white. Splendid. I opted for a quiet afternoon to research what may be seen and done on the island and found that in fact the bleached crabs were the greatest thing on show and I had made a huge error therefore in not going….
We ventured out today to the wonderful new Marina that has been erected in the harbour, where I was delighted to see that they have paid homage to the finer areas of Blackpool and Skegness in dizzyingly exact detail, with all the culinary delights found at both of these destinations mirrored here also. In all seriousness though it was a gloriously sunny day, and I did feel more than a little cheered and may have found myself really rather enjoying myself. The sun also gave me ample opportunity to display my not dissimilar pigmental problem that I share with the aforementioned crabs to any person unfortunate enough to walk past and spot me in the pool.
I suppose what saddens me most about Lanzarote is that the only drawing card is the weather, nothing more. There is not a single thing here that cannot be acquired or in fact witnessed at any decent off licence or Abra Kebabra at 4 in the morning in England. To say that I do not understand the draw would be disingenuous, it is blindingly bloody obvious what makes it so popular, but it’s just a little depressing.
