Well, last night we went to the Wax Bar to have a drink and to access the internet. It was a much friendlier place than Sandra’s and as the owner was a lovely lady from Birmingham, Keith was able to catch up with some sport that was showing on the television. The place the bar was situated in wasn’t ideal, being in a shopping centre with the outside tables in a sort of wind tunnel, but it fulfilled its purpose!
Sitting outside at night is a bit of a hit and miss affair. I was convinced we wouldn’t be sitting outside at all, but it’s tolerable and we find it best to wear long sleeves and jeans. It’s certainly not a place to dress up to the nines! Sophie wore shorts last night and was cold but then that was up to her! Most people have coats or cardigans on at night but it’s still much warmer than the UK!
After a couple of drinks we walked back to Lump who was parked on the street, popped the laptop back in the boot and walked to the promenade, trying to hide from our friends at the Volcan de Timanfaya restaurant as we’d decided to eat at their deadly rival’s establishment! Keith had noticed they served rabbit on the menu and really wanted to try some.
The place was packed so we were seated at a table which, technically, was next door in the Chinese restaurant, so that was a little odd! The staff were friendly, though, and remembered us from the other evening when we’d strolled past looking at all the menus. We decided to have a starter – Mikey set the ball rolling by wanting tomato soup – so Keith chose sardines, Sophie went for fishy croquettes and I had dates with bacon.
For our main courses, Keith had his rabbit cooked with lots of garlic, Sophie had chicken in a curry sauce, Mikey had his beloved spaghetti while I went for breaded veal, much to the disgust of Sophie who tells me off every time I have it, which is only when I’m abroad as I’ve hardly ever seen veal on the menu in the UK. The food here, in the restaurants that line the front, are all very similar and I think that by the time we go home, we’ll be literally drooling for a good old Sunday roast with all the trimmings, including cauliflower and broccoli!!
Tuesday morning dawned sunny and bright with a cloudless blue sky, so that was a relief! We went into Playa Blanca to do some food shopping and then, as the weather was so gorgeous, we spent the rest of the day by the pool where it was lovely and warm.
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Our sunbathing was interrupted in the late afternoon by the unexpected arrival of two cleaners who gave the villa a good going over and changed the beds which was very welcome. It was lovely to go back into the house and have clean floors!
We stayed outside until almost 6pm as the sun was still bright in the sky and it felt wonderful to have that extra couple of hours of sunshine. Keith and I sat at the table on the terrace and just soaked up the warmth – before long we’ll be back in gloomy Britain but tomorrow is the Winter Solstice so after that the days will start, very slowly, getting a little longer.
In the evening we walked into Playa Blanca and had a couple of drinks at the Galeria Bar. The children made a beeline for the computers again while Keith and I sat at a window seat and enjoyed the view of the lit-up resort. It made for a very pleasant hour and I sipped on a “Timanfaya” cocktail – a mix of banana liqueur, cava and Grenadine!
Our choice of evening meal was the Chinese restaurant next to the place we’d eaten at last night. It was the first time we’d ever ventured into a Chinese abroad but we all fancied a change from the menus in the port. We chose the 15 euro a head option which included prawn crackers, soup, a delicious meat concoction with lettuce and seaweed and four main dishes of king prawns, beef, curried chicken and roast pork.
I ordered a bottle of Lanzarote white and with desserts the bill came to just over 100 euros, the second most expensive meal of the holiday so far. Having said that, the food was excellent, the service extremely efficient and friendly and we thought it was very good value for money considering the meal we had in the marina was a few euros dearer and we only had starters and main courses. The head waiter pressed a Chinese liqueur on us when he gave us the bill (to soften the blow, maybe?) and the glasses he served it in were very rude indeed! As you looked into the bottom of the glass you could see an explicit picture of a man or a woman depending on which sex you were…Hmmm! He also gave us girls little bracelets and clips for our hair decorated with butterflies, which was a lovely touch.
This leads me onto how friendly everyone is in the port – I know all the restaurants are in deadly competition with each other, but they go all out to provide a great service with a complimentary drink at the end of the meal as standard. In summer things may be a little different as there should be enough holidaymakers to go around, but at the moment, with the resort so quiet, they are literally clamouring for our business.
I think in future, though, I’m going to stick to mainland Spain wine! The white we had, made from the Malvasia grape, could have stripped paint and reminded me a bit of petrol on the nose! I had visions of calling into a bodega and buying several bottles to take home, but I don’t think I will now! We have two bottles of wine in the villa, a red and a white, and if I’m not keen on them then I think I’ll admit defeat!
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