All of us kids had been counting down the days (and, when it
got close enough, the hours) until Bippy and Gramps were going to arrive on the
Wednesday two weeks ago. When they did arrive it was super exciting to see a
familiar face that spoke our language (and wasn’t our parents or each other).
We were also excited that our parents would be leaving for a whole two weeks to
go on a cruise in the Baltic, (when they chose the Baltic over the
Mediterranean for this cruise I seriously questioned their sanity. I mean,
really, they have two weeks in the end of May/ beginning of June to go on a
big, fancy cruise ship and they pick a sea where the weather is to cold to make
use of the swimming pool?!) and Bippy and Gramps would be taking over. To make
things even better was the fact that they had got a beach side condo at a
resort in Marbella to hang out in that weekend. So, in short, we were all
extremely excited.
Our parents didn’t leave the second Bippy and Gramps
arrived, though. There was an overlap of two nights during which Kayley and I
were sleeping on couches in the living room. I had never thought I would be
glad about the two extremely unnecessary couches that clutter up the living
room, but I was glad they were there to sleep on. I know from experience that
stone floors are really hard! Our parents left for Norway early Friday morning,
and then the party started! On Friday after school we drove to Marbella and the
resort. I had stayed home from school on Thursday and Friday because the rest
of my class was in Gibraltar so I had gone grocery shopping with Bippy and we
had a cooler full of food for our “siesta meal” (which is what we call the
giant feast we have at around 4 pm because no one really eats much of anything
at school). And we ate sandwiches and snacks on the car ride there.
The resort was amazing! The condo had enough beds for every
one (that’s a huge thing for mistreated kids like us), and the added bonus of
numerous flat screen TVs and complete kitchen. In the resort there were several
pools, several restaurants, the beach a few steps away, and an overpriced
supermarket (yeah, I know, why would you need a supermarket if you have several
restaurants?). The weather had been perfect for laziness all week (about 90
degrees) and the future looked good. On Saturday we walked around in Marbella,
which was nice, even though we picked the wrong restaurant for lunch. It takes
skill to make a chicken Cesar salad taste gross. When we came back we lazed
around for a bit and had the leftover sandwich from lunch on Friday for dinner.
That first whole day was a complete success, even though it was a little colder
and cloudier towards the end of the day than I would have liked.
The second day was what made me angry. It rained (rained!!!)
during the night and it was way colder than it had any right to be on a Sunday
in the end of May. We tried to laze around outside for a while, but it got too
cold so we just left. I just couldn’t believe that the one weekend we get to be
in a condo on the Spanish Riviera just happens to be the one weekend that it
isn’t 90 degrees out!! Weather is so evil. We drove back to Churriana and did
some more lazing around (man, I just love laziness) before going to bed early
enough so that we wouldn’t die the next morning when we had to go to school.
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