Las Palmas 2017

A perfect day

I got to sleep until I woke up, no alarm clock. I got to take my time waking up and getting ready to get out of the house, no one chasing me to do stuff.

I’m in a place where it’s warm and the sun is shining.

I got coffee and a sandwich in peace and quiet.

I got beer and reading books at beer o’clock.

I got lovely company and fab food in the afternoon.

I had a lovely walk around with nice company before an amazing dinner on the terrace, outside, in November!!

I LOVE this place ma peeps, think I wanna stay forever.

Las Palmas 2017

Las Palmas baby

So after a few very unproductive days at home (I had plans, I really did but the books and the couch was calling my name) it was again time to return to what’s becoming my second home, Copenhagen airport.

This time around I’m not travelling by myself as two wonderful people took pity on me when I couldn’t make up my mind about what to make of my vacation, and invited me to their home, in Las Palmas. Who turns down sun and warm weather?

So instead of my usual gate hanging we stopped by the well hidden Murphys pub (by gate C6, one floor up if you are wondering) and had some yum yum food.

Traveling on a Sunday flight to the Canary Islands are quite different from a Thursday fligth that goes between for example Düsseldorf and Copenhagen, I will admit to having my patience tested a number of times by confused elderly people that can’t sit still and don’t really realize that there are other people arround them.

All was forgiven when I got to put my flip flops back on!

Later peeps!

Italy 2017

Oh, wow, that was fun…

I have to admit that I appreciated terminal 1 in Rome, even more so when I arrived at my next airport.

If you ever find yourself with some spare time in Europe, stay away from the Airport in Milano. To be honest I’m happy I’m still awake.

Starting out with arriving early, not the airports fault I know, and then not being able to check-in for my next flight, I was forced to do things like this;

And this;

And this again;

Then, after a couple of hours doing this and that, and running low on batteries on both devices, the check-in finally opened.

The inside of the airport is as dark, dirty and depressing as the outside. However I found a place with two important qualities, firstly this;

And then this;

By now I only have an hour left until my flight to Brussels leave, and after the (cheap) downtime I had, I’m guessing that I’ll sleep well on the plane.

Chat to you again in Brussels ma peeps.

Italy 2017

Homebound

When my sister booked this trip to Rome, I couldn’t make up my mind what to do the rest of the vacation. For a while I was considering travelling around Italy for the rest of it. Thus, she didn’t book a return flight home for me.

I kept thinking I should and never got around to it, until Friday last week…

When half of Europe are on holiday flights are semi easy to find and not the cheapest so after some muddling I finally found one.

As my sister and the little people now are enjoying eachothers company in Terminal 3 of the Rome airport, waiting for a comfortable SAS fligth direct to Copenhagen. I’m hanging out in Terminal 1 of the same airport waiting for a flight taking me to Milan.

Where to from there? I’ll let it be a surprise, every good ending has a good cliffhanger.

Italy 2017

And they walked some more

Guess how we started the day? Yes, eating hotel brekkie for the sole reason of me annoying someone on social media.

I kind of dig the tables in the brekkie room at this hotel;

After breakfast we started walking towards the Vatican.

The Vatican is one of those places with too much people, too many people trying to sell stuff and lines that never ends…we didn’t stay to long, only to take some pictures and being able to say we have been there.

Stopping for lunch eating some pasta, even bad pasta is good in this place.

Then we walked some more before stopping for ice-cream.

When you are travelling with small people you need to go back to the hotel before dinner in the evening. Once it was time for food we headed back to an area of small roads and cute restaurants that we discovered earlier.

One last night of Italian pasta 🙂

Then we hit the sack, totally worne out. I love my sister, I really do! Still, I have 2 1/2 weeks left of my vacation and the one thing I won’t be doing is walking!!!

Peace out.