Sea, sunshine and shells
Trip Start Jan 18, 2012
34Trip End Apr 30, 2012
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We checked in for the short flight at the domestic airport and had a bit of a shock as, having completely overlooked the baggage restrictions, we were stung for a hefty excess baggage charge. Then, as we sat waiting in the departure lounge, we were approached by airline staff who advised us that the plane was going to be overweight and that, as our bags were the heaviest, we could only take one of them with us on the flight and the other would follow on the 4.00 pm flight. We reluctantly agreed to this arrangement. Just before boarding however, they came back with some good news. One passenger had not arrived for the flight and so they would be able to take both bags.
We flew on a little 18 seat Cessna and had seats immediately behind the pilot and co-pilot who seemed to spend most of the 30 minute flight adjusting their sun visors
At the Villa Romantica we had to wait for our room to be ready but were happy to sit for a while on their verandah overlooking the fine white sand beach sipping our “welcome drinks”. The hotel is run by an Austrian and is a bit kitsch. A series of circular balconies with concrete balustrades inlaid with pebbles and shells, and connected by flights of steps, cascade down to the beach like a procession of Wurlitzers. In fact shells feature heavily everywhere in the hotel, including in the bathrooms where the walls are covered from ceiling to floor in shells. The rooms all have names (we are in Romantico Uno) and feature semi erotic décor. Initially we weren’t quite sure what to make of the place. It was all a little run down and in need of some TLC. What’s more it seemed crowded and noisy. Then we remembered it was Sunday. An hour or two later all the weekenders had left and it became blissfully peaceful. After an afternoon on the beach and a pretty good meal at night under the stars we were beginning to really like it.
On Monday morning we set out to explore the island a bit
Then it was back to the beach for a dip in the warm turquoise waters where briefly we spared a thought for those poor people who aren’t retired and have to go to work on a Monday morning!
On Tuesday it was Keith’s birthday