Christmas Day and BattleKid didn’t wake until 7.30am. I wonder would it have been the same had we been at home. He and I went out into the living area to BattleDad and Santa had indeed been, leaving a small pile of presents for him.
He opened his presents which included new cars, some Finding Nemo models and a new shorts set. After presents we headed for breakfast and then a walk further into the town of Playa Paraiso. Again, we had thought this was closer to Costa Adeje than it actually is as it was advertised as such by Thomsons. You have to get a bus or taxi if you want to visit Costa Adeje.
We again passed the Hard Rock Hotel and came across people swimming in the sea, obviously a Christmas tradition. Crazy loons. If the sea was as cold as our pool, then I take my hat off to them!
We got back to the hotel by 11am, so stopped at the lower restaurant at the sea front and had tea and coffee and cakes. It was quite nice down there watching the world go by. Fueled up I went to our room for pool supplies and we relaxed by the pool until lunchtime. It felt very strange to be sitting by a pool, in the sunshine, on Christmas Day. BattleDad and I were discussing our plans to buy a holiday home in Portugal near my parents once our other house sold. Holiday home talk turned into “why don’t we just go, permanently”. And the decision was made on Christmas Day! Although we still needed to run it by my parents little did we know we had just made a monumental decision about our family’s future.
The breeze around the pool was quite strong and BattleKid had gotten wet so before lunch I changed him into dry clothes and we headed to the restaurant for something to eat. We returned to the pool after lunch and let BattleKid paddle in the kid’s pool, myself and BattleDad taking it in turns to wade around in there with him. Again BattleKid ended up shivering with the cold after about 30 minutes and screamed the place down when we took him out to get him dry and warm. In fairness he wasn’t the only child having a tantrum at being taken out of the pool to warm up.
He eventually calmed down enough for us to get him wrapped up and we enjoyed just chilling on the sun beds in the sun, which was arm in between the breeze.
At 4.30 we went for our showers and to make our Christmas Day calls to family in Ireland. Dinner was at 6pm and in truth was a bit chaotic. It really could have been organised a bit better. It was still a buffet type meal with better options on the menu than regular days but the queues for the meat stations were ridiculously long.
After dinner we had tea and coffee in the atrium before heading up to our room for pj’s, stories and bedtime. We had finally gotten hold of a kettle from the hotel so BattleKid had warm milk going to bed. BattleDad and I then enjoyed another cuppa with an episode of Mr Robot before turning in ourselves before 10pm. Sometime in the afternoon a bottle of Champagne and a flower was placed in our room with a note apologising that there was no alternative room for us to move to. Unfortunately now that BattleDad and I are tee total the bottle was lost on us!
Stop by tomorrow to see what St Stephen’s Day/Boxing Day was like for us.