Holdiay in Kos!

Short holiday in Kos.

Initially two friends, Anja and I planned to have a long weekend trip (Thursday – Sunday) at the Lakes, doing camping. We planned and had a look, found places where to stay, etc. Then we had a look at the weather forecast. Ohhh my gosh. That could not have been worse. Rain for all 4 days. That wasn’t good at all. Having this thoughts in mind, Anja started to have a look at other destinations. And viola, there it came – ‘darling, I booked 4 tickets to Kos’. Kos? What is Kos?! Well it is an island south-west of Greece! Greece? Yes – Greece, you idiot. Well cool. Many things to be planned within 2 days to have a 2 ½ day holiday in and on Kos. Wonderful! 35°C air, 25°C water. Hot hot hot. Anja booked a couple of apartments for us. Cheap, lovely, handy. Nice pool and outside was lovely. Went to beach several times and had a look through the old town. Just far too hot to do anything else than relax! 3-4hrs flight wasn’t the best part but at least there was a meal provided on the flights. Then a further 30 min Bus trip to hotel. But all well organised thanks to Thomas Cook! We have been out for Gyros & Pita, wine was unbelievably cheap, as well as spirits. We didn’t really do anything than lying on the beach, explore the city and parts of the island, sun-bath at the pool. I very much enjoyed the snorkelling in the Mediterranean see with my friend, Gav. As time was short, bigger planning and research wasn’t possible and we did very much enjoy our way of holidaying. I only can recommend the apartments we stayed at: Paradise Olga in Kos! Btw: Kos is cat-land. Cats everywhere. I hate them soooo much! But if you’d kill one, they’ll stone you. Lots of tourism, obviously – can get a bit on your nerves, when everybody tries to lore you into their restaurant, bar or shop. But you just have to deal with this kind of experience in a positive way. Travelling back was a very exhausting part of the holiday. (Yes even more exhausting then lying on the beach and doing nothing – which funny enough is quite shattering when you are not used to 35°C, after all). We hardly got any sleep as the bus picked us up from the hotel at about 1:30am. Well picked us up? We have been very lucky. A group of ‘boys’ was to be picked up, too. As we got to know, we haven’t been on the ‘pick-up list’. So if those guys were not to be picked up we would have missed our flight back. (That would have been a real tragedy ;) Anyway after long wait at the airport + flight + 3hrs back from Manchester + jet lack + being tired of all, we are happy to be back – even if it was only 2-3 days in Kos. I am very happy that my fiancé was making a ‘brave’ decision on booking tickets for us 4 on that short notice.

Conclusion: Kos = a very hot, sunny (hardly any rain in the whole year), little island that offers much for everybody and is not too expensive, after all. Nice people, relaxed way of life. I would not like to life there but definitively want to go back one day.

Please find some pictures attached, as well. Thanks for reading. Bye.

View from Kos. Other islands all around.




Lots of boats and water sports.




Different vegetation.




Paradise Olga, appartements.





Beach again. A bit stony though.

The big Move

Hello everybody and thanks for joining in.

The most amazing, disgusting, astonishing or probably most boring stories of mine will be published in this blog to bore everybody, who possibly thought ‘lets have a look’ J Just kidding. Have fun and don’t be afraid providing me with some feedback. No mail bombs though!

THE BIG MOVE.

Moving in a new house or flat, basically a new home is something amazing. Starting a new life in a new home can be the start of something really beautiful – yeah BACKPAIN. Moving is fun, if somebody else is doing it for you.

Lifting heavy and big furniture 1 floor down and then 2 up isn’t funny. Especially if you have to carry things like 100kg washing machine or boxes full of files and books which already look like ‘you won’t lift me!’. Anyway. After a busy day at work, travel down south for other appointment and other things being in mind I finally came back to our new flat in Chester Le Street for the ‘now-please-hand-the-keys-over’ appointment. All fine, didn’t take long, at all. Than back to the old home to start taken a few, already prepared, boxes and necessities to the new home. Takes me about 15 minutes for one way. So this day I already had 3 or 4 loads taken over into the new home. Mostly all the stuff you would need in the first days. Like shower gel, tooth brush, food, BEER (of course), etc. But all the furniture – and more – was still sitting and waiting to get moved. So on Tuesday my good old friend Hannes, who was just coming back from Germany, and shortly after leaving to Gibraltar, was hiring a van for us to move all the stuff from theirs, as we bought some stuff from Hannes, too, and from our old flat.

Hannes was so kind and did load the van with the first few things out of their flat, for us to take. At our old flat we than added some stuff and off we went to Chester Le Street to unload and drag upstairs.

The first big thing, literally, to overcome was the washing machine. Which I love to call the friend of spinal operation, as they are so connected. But as clever as we are, we just dragged it to the stairs and did slide it down the stairs on a strong paper slide-thingy. Done! No worries, no hurries; we thought. More and more stuff was loaded into the van and more and more stuff was actually carried up the stairs.

Here a quite nasty remark (but I just have to be that honest). It is always good NOT to have women involved into a move. Why? Well I better don’t go into that any further. Actually I already regret putting that in ;)

Hannes and I had a highly professional discussion about in which order to get the 2^nd load upstairs. That was the ugly, heavy, disgusting, back-crushing load we feared of. Hannes: we should start with the heavy washing machine cause if that is done it’ll become easier afterwards. I: well but why not leave it to the end, as we then know, this is done – all is done. Hannes: but it might be better at the beginning when we still have full power. I: but imaging we have to use all that power to get the washing machine up the stairs. (I just want to make sure you remember: 2^nd floor) Hannes: but we might be too exhausted [literally: worn out] after all the other furniture and stuff brought upstairs. I: just think how our backs will hurt after the washing machine. ANYWAY: after we came to the decision to bring it up first thing we found us upstairs with it already ;)

It only took us 2 loads [both with van and car] to bring most of the stuff from our small little flat to the new mansion (just kidding)

But the new flat is quite amazing in comparison to the old one: 2 bedrooms (master bedroom = en-suite), open plan kitchen, enough space for all the crap we cannot get rid off. Space for dining table, wonderful carpet, and close to Chester Le Street city centre and public transport, also close to A1 for my beloved to get to work. For a random visitor the flat might be OK but for us, as we previously have been living in a very nice and COSY - one bedroom - shoe box… eeehhh sorry, flat [I meant, of course] it is as we would have moved into a castle ;)

As soon as I find some time I will provide some pictures for you to have a look at.

Thanks for reading, feel free to comment. Bye bye.