Cuadro de texto: Ooh! Maspalomas! When I opened the balcony curtains at first light my mouth dropped open in astonishment; the view was absolutely amazing. All that I could see was miles and miles of golden sand spread out in undulating dunes. It was just like waking up in the middle of the desert. I've read the information brochure that I found laying on the bedside table all the way through from A to Z so now I know I'm in a place called Maspalomas. The hotel is very luxurious with lots of added extras like saunas and Jacuzzis. There's even an ice room which I'll be giving a miss, having just flown in from freezing Britain. There's a really handsome waiter in one of the pamphlet photos; I think it's about time that I went down for breakfast. It says in the write up that the dining room is self-service, buffet style, you can just go and help yourself! If I ever manage to get out of the dining room, I'm going to go out and investigate the beach. Bikini Admittedly I've been worrying as it's been quite a while since I wore my bikini, and now that I've tried it on, it seems that it's shrunk an awful bloody lot! There's bulging bits that I don't remember and my boobs have recently developed. No matter how I try to squash them in, they're refusing to surrender! It's very strange at my age; I thought I was well past the growing stage. Oh no, I've just caught a rear view glimpse in the mirror. Shock! Horror! My bum looks really big in this! On the Beach Now I'm here it looks for once that I've made a good choice, lying on the beach is much more fun than trying to make the right decisions! Playing, seal-like in the waves, is a blessed distraction from the statements that were coming through the post showing the non existent balance in what was once my bank account! I've been lying here sunning myself and basically just relaxing, but isn't it strange the things you start to think when you've got time on your hands. Just to pass the hours that it will take to toast my lily-white flanks a golden brown; I've started dimply fat spotting, grading cellulite with points from one to twenty-four! Don't think I'm being insulting; I'm not, because mine comes in, at least at twenty-three! Getting on my Nerves There are a couple of things though that are starting to stretch my nerves. I know all these folk have just arrived here, they've flown in from colder climes, but is it really necessary for them to walk like penguins up and down the beach? We may be part and parcel of the common market or should I say E:U and yes I know, in some departments there’s got to be a bit of give and take. But please; if you put your towel next to mine, MAKE SURE YOU'VE SHAVED YOUR ARMPITS! Now's the time to mention this as I'm in a ranting mood. I know romance isn't dead but isn't it distressing all that kissing and canoodling that couples do. For goodness sake, you're on a public beach! Didn't you book a room? Lunch Box Its lovely being here on the beach and the weather is absolutely perfect. I might be laying flat on my back, but guaranteed, the one thing I'm not doing is thinking about England. The sky is a beautiful shade, of well sky-blue, for want of being more descriptive and there isn't a cloud to be seen. The perfect combination of elements; the sun, the sea and the sand are going to make me feel like a new woman. Though truthfully, I'd much prefer a man. There's quite a well stacked specimen standing to my right, all bronzed with plenty of rippling muscles and wearing a pair of shiny red, bathing trunks. Goodness me it's suddenly gotten very hot. His eyes are closed and he's looking up towards the sun. Do you think he's posing or trying to get his eyelids done? I've heard of all over tans but that seems just a little bit excessive Now he's started to rub oil into his very well developed pectorals, I think I might pop over and see if he needs some help to put in on his back. It looks as though he's come well prepared; either that or he's some sort of health freak: He's brought his lunch box with him, all nicely packed with fresh fruit, two apples and a banana! Oops! Now he's gone and caught me giving him the once over so I think it's time I went for a swim. I did buy a lilo earlier so that I could go and play in the waves; but today has been such a scorcher, in less than half an hour I'd intermingled with the plastic. Oh no! Now that is really embarrassing! I've gotten up off my towel, all elegant and ladylike, only to notice my bikinis slipped. Shame on me! I haven't shaved. God forbid... My pubes are hanging out! Being Ecological It's really unbelievable, but all the recent economy drives have made me very ecological. Okay, yes I know; I smoke too much, but now I'm on holiday I'm trying to be good. I'm saving all my fag ends, after stumping them out on the beach. I'm going to put them in a bag and take them home with me as part of my collection. It'll save me buying souvenirs, though what I am still planning on getting is... a nice big stick of rock! I'm still feeling quite elated about this being on holiday lark. I wonder what I'll find to do tomorrow. After all this is only my first day! Cuadro de texto: ©The LizX Travel Journal’s are copyrighted and may not be reproduced without prior permission of the author.

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