A bit council (Vol 4)
Discussion
Rostfritt said:
NapierDeltic said:
Its a bit harsh to call somewhere a wasteland because they haven't built white hotels out of breezeblocks on every square inch yet.
I would rather go to Ibiza and just avoid the clubbing/package holiday areas, over going back to Malta. Malta is a wasteland of over-farming and over-development.
I went to Malta a few years ago and did enjoy it. However it is very over developed and at the height of the tourist season I am sure the island has reach its literal capacity of people. Most of it was pretty little warrens of old houses and forts and such, which I did enjoy. However one day we went for a walk from one typical Mediterranean harbour with fishermen landing catches and selling them straight to the restaurants and went round to another and it was like an Italian council estate which was unfortunately the only decent beach we had come across until then.I would rather go to Ibiza and just avoid the clubbing/package holiday areas, over going back to Malta. Malta is a wasteland of over-farming and over-development.
However, I think I've done exactly the same as you which is walk from Marsaxlokk (after eating freshly caught fish in the wonderful harbour) a few miles in the searing heat to Pretty Bay which, if there is a Maltese Trades Descriptions Act, should have absolutely everything legally possible thrown at it.
BigMon said:
We go to Malta a lot as we stay in a friend's apartment in a lovely little village which isn't touristy at all.
However, I think I've done exactly the same as you which is walk from Marsaxlokk (after eating freshly caught fish in the wonderful harbour) a few miles in the searing heat to Pretty Bay which, if there is a Maltese Trades Descriptions Act, should have absolutely everything legally possible thrown at it.
Haha. I did start in Marsaxlokk but went the other way. It was also searing hot and looking on street view not much of a beach at all, but it was rammed when we went through, it was like a small version of WSM in some ways.However, I think I've done exactly the same as you which is walk from Marsaxlokk (after eating freshly caught fish in the wonderful harbour) a few miles in the searing heat to Pretty Bay which, if there is a Maltese Trades Descriptions Act, should have absolutely everything legally possible thrown at it.
OzzyR1 said:
markymarkthree said:
In 2018 i treated the Marky family to an all inclusive full fat council holiday in Ibiza at the Coral star.
It was possibly the best fun holiday we have ever had.
Highlight of the morning at 0855 was everyone lined up behind a tape waiting for staff to get the pool area ready.
0900 and the tape drops, note starfish boy on the left bagging his spot waiting for mother to waddle up with the loungers.
0905 all clear every one in the canteen now for a couple of full English breakfasts.
Come Friday Marky joined in and sneaked out the fire door and bagged these 7 beds, much to the disgust of some folk there.
Couldn't be doing with that myself. Given the choice of that hotel and staying at home I'll be in the garden for a week if anyone needs me.
That said, 25 years ago, I'd be in there like a pig in s**t, getting hammered at the bar, falling asleep on a lounger & getting badly sunburned, then trying (unsuccessfully) to chat up ladies in the evening. Typical young British t**t abroad, fulfilling all the stereotypes except getting a crap tattoo.
Pretty ashamed looking back now, but although we acted like dicks (like 99% of teenage blokes let loose on holiday), we didn't do anything disrespectful, just got loud and stupid between ourselves. This was Tenerife in the early to mid-90's (Playa de las Americas), and the bars/clubs positively encouraged it - free entry, half-price pints and 2 free shots with every beer. Recipe for disaster really - don't know if it's the same nowadays.
My mind still thinks those days were great and I could do it all again. My body (and my wife) take a different, more realistic view.
Getting old is rubbish.
In your 40's, if you are lucky, you have the money to do all the things you dreamed of in your teens/early 20's.
Problem is, if you go to those "younger-crowd" clubs you remember from back in the day, or decide to take up surfing or para-gliding, you look like someone having a mid-life crisis.
I don't really care what anyone thinks of me. If I wanted to do the clubbing/surfing stuff at my age I would - it just doesn't appeal any more. Goes back to the getting old thing!!
As I said, your holiday isn't for me but it looks a right laugh if you are prepared to join in. Never realised the sun-lounger race tales were true, never mind having a bloody tape up like the start of a 100m sprint
Life would be very boring if we all liked the same thing.
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It was possibly the best fun holiday we have ever had.
Highlight of the morning at 0855 was everyone lined up behind a tape waiting for staff to get the pool area ready.
0900 and the tape drops, note starfish boy on the left bagging his spot waiting for mother to waddle up with the loungers.
0905 all clear every one in the canteen now for a couple of full English breakfasts.
Come Friday Marky joined in and sneaked out the fire door and bagged these 7 beds, much to the disgust of some folk there.
Couldn't be doing with that myself. Given the choice of that hotel and staying at home I'll be in the garden for a week if anyone needs me.
That said, 25 years ago, I'd be in there like a pig in s**t, getting hammered at the bar, falling asleep on a lounger & getting badly sunburned, then trying (unsuccessfully) to chat up ladies in the evening. Typical young British t**t abroad, fulfilling all the stereotypes except getting a crap tattoo.
Pretty ashamed looking back now, but although we acted like dicks (like 99% of teenage blokes let loose on holiday), we didn't do anything disrespectful, just got loud and stupid between ourselves. This was Tenerife in the early to mid-90's (Playa de las Americas), and the bars/clubs positively encouraged it - free entry, half-price pints and 2 free shots with every beer. Recipe for disaster really - don't know if it's the same nowadays.
My mind still thinks those days were great and I could do it all again. My body (and my wife) take a different, more realistic view.
Getting old is rubbish.
In your 40's, if you are lucky, you have the money to do all the things you dreamed of in your teens/early 20's.
Problem is, if you go to those "younger-crowd" clubs you remember from back in the day, or decide to take up surfing or para-gliding, you look like someone having a mid-life crisis.
I don't really care what anyone thinks of me. If I wanted to do the clubbing/surfing stuff at my age I would - it just doesn't appeal any more. Goes back to the getting old thing!!
As I said, your holiday isn't for me but it looks a right laugh if you are prepared to join in. Never realised the sun-lounger race tales were true, never mind having a bloody tape up like the start of a 100m sprint
Life would be very boring if we all liked the same thing.
.
Objectives constantly change as you get older.
stuttgartmetal said:
OzzyR1 said:
markymarkthree said:
In 2018 i treated the Marky family to an all inclusive full fat council holiday in Ibiza at the Coral star.
It was possibly the best fun holiday we have ever had.
Highlight of the morning at 0855 was everyone lined up behind a tape waiting for staff to get the pool area ready.
0900 and the tape drops, note starfish boy on the left bagging his spot waiting for mother to waddle up with the loungers.
0905 all clear every one in the canteen now for a couple of full English breakfasts.
Come Friday Marky joined in and sneaked out the fire door and bagged these 7 beds, much to the disgust of some folk there.
Couldn't be doing with that myself. Given the choice of that hotel and staying at home I'll be in the garden for a week if anyone needs me.
That said, 25 years ago, I'd be in there like a pig in s**t, getting hammered at the bar, falling asleep on a lounger & getting badly sunburned, then trying (unsuccessfully) to chat up ladies in the evening. Typical young British t**t abroad, fulfilling all the stereotypes except getting a crap tattoo.
Pretty ashamed looking back now, but although we acted like dicks (like 99% of teenage blokes let loose on holiday), we didn't do anything disrespectful, just got loud and stupid between ourselves. This was Tenerife in the early to mid-90's (Playa de las Americas), and the bars/clubs positively encouraged it - free entry, half-price pints and 2 free shots with every beer. Recipe for disaster really - don't know if it's the same nowadays.
My mind still thinks those days were great and I could do it all again. My body (and my wife) take a different, more realistic view.
Getting old is rubbish.
In your 40's, if you are lucky, you have the money to do all the things you dreamed of in your teens/early 20's.
Problem is, if you go to those "younger-crowd" clubs you remember from back in the day, or decide to take up surfing or para-gliding, you look like someone having a mid-life crisis.
I don't really care what anyone thinks of me. If I wanted to do the clubbing/surfing stuff at my age I would - it just doesn't appeal any more. Goes back to the getting old thing!!
As I said, your holiday isn't for me but it looks a right laugh if you are prepared to join in. Never realised the sun-lounger race tales were true, never mind having a bloody tape up like the start of a 100m sprint
Life would be very boring if we all liked the same thing.
.
It was possibly the best fun holiday we have ever had.
Highlight of the morning at 0855 was everyone lined up behind a tape waiting for staff to get the pool area ready.
0900 and the tape drops, note starfish boy on the left bagging his spot waiting for mother to waddle up with the loungers.
0905 all clear every one in the canteen now for a couple of full English breakfasts.
Come Friday Marky joined in and sneaked out the fire door and bagged these 7 beds, much to the disgust of some folk there.
Couldn't be doing with that myself. Given the choice of that hotel and staying at home I'll be in the garden for a week if anyone needs me.
That said, 25 years ago, I'd be in there like a pig in s**t, getting hammered at the bar, falling asleep on a lounger & getting badly sunburned, then trying (unsuccessfully) to chat up ladies in the evening. Typical young British t**t abroad, fulfilling all the stereotypes except getting a crap tattoo.
Pretty ashamed looking back now, but although we acted like dicks (like 99% of teenage blokes let loose on holiday), we didn't do anything disrespectful, just got loud and stupid between ourselves. This was Tenerife in the early to mid-90's (Playa de las Americas), and the bars/clubs positively encouraged it - free entry, half-price pints and 2 free shots with every beer. Recipe for disaster really - don't know if it's the same nowadays.
My mind still thinks those days were great and I could do it all again. My body (and my wife) take a different, more realistic view.
Getting old is rubbish.
In your 40's, if you are lucky, you have the money to do all the things you dreamed of in your teens/early 20's.
Problem is, if you go to those "younger-crowd" clubs you remember from back in the day, or decide to take up surfing or para-gliding, you look like someone having a mid-life crisis.
I don't really care what anyone thinks of me. If I wanted to do the clubbing/surfing stuff at my age I would - it just doesn't appeal any more. Goes back to the getting old thing!!
As I said, your holiday isn't for me but it looks a right laugh if you are prepared to join in. Never realised the sun-lounger race tales were true, never mind having a bloody tape up like the start of a 100m sprint
Life would be very boring if we all liked the same thing.
.
Objectives constantly change as you get older.
Am i ready to go away on holiday and look at old buildings, churches or museums? not yet. I would sooner be on the inflatable assault course out at sea.
I still ride a 900cc bike and am considering a 1600cc bike this year and being encouraged by bike mad son no 1 to get on and do it.
Skiing is a bit of a no any more, as my knees are shot from too much football but i still go just for the crack, although i do more walking than skiing.
As for surfing, i will still be "1st to the surf" for many years to come. I have just started this paddle boarding lark as we have a marine lake opposite my house, so a different form of exercise and another skill to master. Also another thing to do along with the surfing when on holiday.
All in all i will not be letting my age stop me doing stuff that i still want to carry on doing.
I guess my drive could be deemed a bit council when i drag these gems home to play with.
valiant said:
That’s your Transit across the road as well, isn’t it? 
Top work fella! You have your work cut out for you dealing with an elderly Ford’s rust.
If you mean the "Oakley horsebox" ? might be mine. Top work fella! You have your work cut out for you dealing with an elderly Ford’s rust.
Settee only comes out of storage in the summer.
Nextdoor is rented, apparently its unsellable.
Surprised no-one has noticed the truck or the boats.
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