Tenerife Part 1

I decided to split this into two separate posts because it ended up being longer than expected!

Our second trip outside of the United Kingdom was to Tenerife over U.S. Veterans Day weekend (10 – 13 Nov). Tenerife is the largest of the seven Canary Islands and the most populated. We flew into the Tenerife South Airport because it was cheaper and touristy. The original flight was from 0640 to 1120 but we had a schedule change to 0830 instead. We then had another schedule change which ended up being 0930-1410. I’m glad that we had the change because no one wants to be at the airport at 0400 in the morning. I heard that RyanAir does this often, so be aware if you book with them.

Saturday – Touchdown

When we landed, we headed straight to the Airbnb which was in El Medano, about 10-15 minutes from the airport. It was beautiful and spacious: right outside of the beach, four bedrooms, three bathrooms, and not too far from the center of town. We were starving so we walked down the street to this restaurant called “The Metro King” that sold these humongous burgers! I wish I had a picture of it because they were gigantic.

After eating, we roamed the town to find some things to do later on. It was getting kind of late so we picked up some food from a local grocery store and headed back to the Airbnb. We sat on the patio, had a few drinks and laughed, and enjoyed the warm weather. We played some games (in Spanish!) that the Airbnb host had around the house (Pictionary, taboo, etc.). Surprisingly we did better than expected. During Pictionary we ended up in a heated discussion about some of the verbs which was hilarious because the arguers were on the same team. We lost.

Sunday – Nature

We were outside for the majority of Sunday – hence the subtitle. We hit the beach for a few hours which was amazing, but let me tell you, that water was FREEZING. Anyone who knows me knows I hate the cold and I don’t really like water, so cold water just doesn’t do. I got in to about my ankles and gave up. Instead, I bathed in the sun while everyone else bobbed up and down in the water like ice cubes. While they froze their booties off, I just did what I do best and people watched. There was a topless lady not far from me, an older gentleman dating someone way younger than he was, and a family that let their kids run across the beach naked.

After everyone decided that the water was finally cold enough, they joined me on the beach and we started to play random beach games. Tons of sand pictures were drawn and cartwheels were flipped. Davoo and I got into some Olympic challenge (as usual) where we crab walked, handstood, and other simple things. Somehow Gian and Davoo got to wresting on a beach and Megs drew a circle around them as a ring. Gian should have easily defeated him but I think he was just scared to try. I wrestled Davoo and was also scared, but only because I almost body slammed him to the ground which would have basically ended his life. I played gently instead. I won, of course.

After going back to the house and probably eating, we decided to hike up Red Mountain. While on the way there, we stopped on the boardwalk and got some snacks (liquor icees) which were pretty good. Now, before I go on about this mountain, let me tell you that these pictures do not do it justice. We thought this was going to be a small little hike up and down a hill, but boy were we wrong.

When we were walking to Red Mountain, I thought it wouldn’t be that bad because there were people running the trail, breathing like it was no big deal. They clearly had been training for that mountain for months because we couldn’t walk it without gasping for breath every few minutes. Okay, I’m exaggerating, but there were definitely parts of the mountain that you basically had to climb up. Half of our party decided that they wouldn’t continue to the peak. It was absolutely beautiful at the top of the mountain though. It was surrounded by beaches, but we were so high up that the people on them looked like little specs. Gian, Davoo and I were chilling on the top (because after you climb a mountain for 45 minutes that’s what you do!) when then Megs and Linds joined us! I was happy that they continued because we were so close to the top and the view was spectacular.

I thought going up the mountain was bad, but going down was even worse! The path was nothing but rocks, dirt, and sand, so the slightest moves and you were sliding down the hill. There was a moment when I slid, and as I ungracefully glided down the mountain, runners continued to move like it was nothing! My pride was hurt.

In total, from the Airbnb to the mountain and back, Google says it took a little over 3 hours. That was one heck of a hike.

I’d like to say we ended the day at a restaurant on the water where we ordered Paella. We were in Spain, so obviously we were going to have Paella. It was good, but it wasn’t as amazing as I wanted it to be. It was probably that the service sucked.

#Lessonslearned – If you’re traveling with a group and you see tickets are cheap, buy them. We paid nearly half for our tickets than some others on the trip.

Kiss and Tell – Intro.

It started when he was just a baby. Not a mainstream power, but one that a child could easily figure out. What child hasn’t kissed their parent? A grandparent? A friend? A stranger? One little kiss and Sebastian would know your power inside and out. One little kiss and Seb could make your world, or ruin it, whichever the case may be.

Kiss Print
Kiss Print

When it happened, it wasn’t a vision or anything like that, but it was something he could feel in his bones. Something that resonated with him, hummed throughout his body for as long as his lips were on theirs. A power he’d eventually call “kiss and tell.”

When people find out you have a sensory power, everyone wants to be your friend. Then all of a sudden they don’t want to be your friend anymore because you tell them that their power is essentially useless like turning green with envy or being able to make pie appear out of thin air. His whole life he was kind enough to kiss you and tell you what your power was, but it got old rather quickly. One day he decided that he’d start charging for his service. After all, who doesn’t want to know what their power is?

Seb sat at his chestnut dining table and scribbled in thick blue marker, “One Kiss is All it Takes!” onto a poster. He thought Calvin Harris and Dua Lipa must have had him in mind when they collaborated on that song. Eager to get started, he grabbed the sign and dashed out of his house. He swiftly jogged down the street in the direction of one of the local hospitals. He lived in the city, so he didn’t need a car to get around; he’d make it wherever in the city within twenty minutes. As he trotted down the street shadows flew past him. Mainstreamers. The power of flight was one of the easiest powers for a person to figure out, and it was actually quite common. One simple thought of lifting into the air and boom, you’re fighting to get out of a tree. Most people think that they just have the ability to fly, but it might be levitation, their bones are like birds, or they can run on air. Either way, flight is flight.

He arrived at the Rudding hospital which had one of the biggest birth centers in the town. The automatic doors slid open and the cool sterile air grazed his face. Seb marched right up to the desk, gracefully slammed his poster on the counter and smirked. Annoyed at his stunt, the receptionist drew a “U” in the air pointing back towards the entrance, and Sebastian instantly turned to face where her finger directed. He spun around, the receptionist repeated her gesture, and Seb turned right around. “Okay, I get it! I’m sorry,” he apologized. He glanced at the receptionist’s handwritten name tag and said, “Hey, Ms. Betty. I’m sorry I slammed my poster down, but I’m really excited.”

“About what? Actually, I’m not interested. You can go now,” Ms. Betty said as she shooed him away with her hand. He stumbled as his body was pushed back slightly.

“Now that’s an interesting power,” Seb grumbled. He set off to leave the hospital when he saw a mother and father walking with their newborn daughter. “Hi, I’m Seb, short for Sebastian, and I can tell you what your daughter’s power will be.” Curious, the mother slowed down to see what he was talking about.

“Really? How so?” she asked. The father glanced down at his poster and threw his hands into the air. “You’re kidding! Go find somewhere else to hustle, kid.” He started to walk past and Seb gently placed his hand on his shoulder.

“I’m not lying – that’s my gift in a nutshell. One kiss is all it takes. I can prove it to you free of charge, if you already know what your power is.” Fed up with the conversation, the father sighed. He turned and started towards the door when the mother said, “Yes, I know what I can do. I can…”

The next moment happened in a blur. Sebastian quickly ran over to the mother and kissed her before she could reveal her power. The fumes from the father were practically visible. He ran to Seb and grabbed him by the shirt and lifted him in the air. “Wait! Wait! She’s able to balance anything.” Sebastian huffed. Stunned, the father let go of him and Seb fell to the ground. Flustered, he got up and started dusting his clothes off. He let out a slight chuckle and said, “You’re able to balance anything on top of each other. I’d call that a ‘fine balancing act.’”

Amazed by his gift, the mother pulled the father to the side. She glanced over at Seb, clutched her purse tightly and swiftly walked over to him. “Name your price.”