So we've been away agin as you have no doubt noticed by now.
But there were a few notable things that went on before we went so going way back, my friend Lois at nursery's Dad bought in hus ambulance for us to have alook at. We sat in the drivers eat, took our blood pressure and used a stethoscope to listen to each others hearts. We loved it.
The other truly huge event was me being re-united with my beloved blanky. Jenny found it in the laundry room at nursery, she's the best! I loved snuggling back into it, a muzzy was okay but not as good as the real thing. We had to pick up a few things to eat on the way home from nursery so quickly nipped into Sainsbury's (yay, escalators) and we bumped into Darcey taking Laura and Auntie Christine for a trip out. I even got to have go pushing her buggy.
Then on Thursday we took Mum out for lunch and just so happened to bump into Alan, wandering aimlessly around town, so he tagged along too.
In the mean time i'd been on a reeading crusade to get my backlog of books finished before we broke up for half term. After a massive effort I just about managed it, before we jetted off to sunny Spain:
It was an early start though, my goodness was it ever an early start. At least we had Kimi, Marny, Ben, Rach and Andy in tow.
It was a short flight with plenty to see out of the window of the plane and we were soon touching down at Barcelona airport. I was pretty excited to get going and see all the sights.
We arrived at our villa after driving up and up and up into the mountains and were pretty impressed, bunk beds, lots of rooms to hide in, a couple of balconies and of course a swimming pool:
As usual the race was on to be first in the water. After Andy got beaten by us last year in Florida he wasn't going to be caught out again this time round and had packed his swimmers in his man bag. He was in straight away.
We weren't far behind though and we had a great time splashing about.
I dived, I snorkelled, I rode Milly the inflatible shark, I bombed.
And I managed to swim all the way accross the pool and pool and back again all on my own (well, with my armbands on).
It wasn't all fun fun fun woth the pool though and I had assumed the role of pool attendant for the week:
The view from the upstairs balconies were really nice accross the hillsides, especially at night or in the morning:
We had a trip to the beach:
But it wasn't like Cornwall, as the sea was actually quite nice and warm.
And these showers were nice for de-sanding the old feet before putting your flip flops back on:
We struck some catalogue poses:
Yes we did indeed:
And another for good measure:
We took a trip into Barcelona city on the train (mum sorted it out nicely, she's good with trains, even abroad).
It was a lovely journey all along the sea side. We saw plenty of people sun bathing, swimming, running, bike riding and playing football.
The station was right in the city centre, a big square with a load of students protesting in the middle about government cuts or something. They looked they were having a pretty good time though:
We got tickets for the scenic bus tour, upstairs and open air of course:
There was an audio commentary as well, I was well happy to get plugged in and hear about all the buildings and the sights:
Especially this one, Gaudi's Sagrada FamÃlia:
I'm sure it will be even more impressive when it's finished, although I quite liked the cranes myself. It took me nearly all week to learn how to say it mind you.
We vosited Parc Guell, there were all sorts of weird and wonderful things to see:
There certainly was, everywhere you looked there was another weird bit, a mosaic tucked away or something else:
I continued my quest for artifacts of course, numerous stones were aquired and best of all a large lump of wood:
There were lots of trinkets and jewellery for sale, so Mum and I were in our element:
There was the longest bench in the world to sit on:
And photo's to be posed for with the lizard lady by the gates:
We got back on the bus to see more of the city, but I decided i'd seen enough and had a lovely kip instead:
The following day we headed to the hills, to Montserrat.
Or Monster-rat I decided to call it.
It was a big old mountain and even though dad wanted to drive up on the twisty hairpin bends we plumped for the train.
It did get pretty close to the edge during the climb upwards but it was brilliant:
We got out at the top to find pretty much an entire village complete with cafe's, shops and museums to explore.
As well as a lovely view out accross the countryside:
There was also a good oppurtunity for a quick cuddle:
Then we happened to notice a 'funicular' railway that went even higher up the mountain, of course, we had to go on it.
It was really weird and really steep but we were soon at the proper top of the mountain:
You could see for miles and miles, we loved it:
But best of all was this mountain cat that came to say hello to us:
She was lovely and really enjoyed me making a fuss of her, I couldn't believe there was a cat so high up!
On the next days agenda was a trip to the water park.
It was totally brilliant and we pretty much had the place to ourselves all day.
Eventually I waterparked myself out and crashed out on a lovely shady sunlounger:
But I certainly had my fill, I went on loads of slides, even some which were pretty big and scary.
I most certainly did not crash out and went on slide after slide after slide until the grown ups said we had to leave...boo!! There should be a video appearing very soon (if not at the bottom of this post).
All too soon it was our last full day, so we headed back to Barcelona on the train again.
It was a great journey again, especially when the singer turned up in the carriage with his special bag that played his backing music through a speaker.
We headed down Las Ramblas for a bit, it was pretty cool actually, there were pet stalls that we loved to look at:
We got to put our herb recognition skills to good use:
And we loved the street entertainers:
Even though it was a little bit wet:
We had dinner on the waterfront before making our way to the cable car station.
They went really high accross the harbour and up into the foothills of the mountain on the other side of the city:
It was pretty high up, but I think we liked it:
It took us over to the Olympic park, so we had a wander up the hill and stumbled accross the diving pool, where some people were being filmed jumping from the low board.
I fancied a go myself, but from the high one of course. Then it was on to the athletics stadium, I really wanted to have a run around the track but I was told this wasn't allowed:
We headed back to the villa, this time the entertainment on the train was a guiter player. He was pretty good as well.
After dinner I was allowed a few early birthday presents as we would be travelling home on my real birthday:
And that was it, we had a great time, especially in our pool, we loved just jumping in for a dip when ever we felt like it.
Yeah, it was lovely that and we really made use of it, wish we had one at home.....
So A big thanks to Kimi and Marny for playing with us and Andy, Ben and Rach for their company for the week.
We left Spain early in the morning and were at home by mid afternoon, so seeing as it was my official birthday I got some more presents to open before:
Den and Gail turned up for a visit which was nice. and after that it was a celebratory trip to Pizza Hut before finally to bed after a very long day. The day that I turned 4! Yes, thats 4, although Dad says I might be 3 again if we go somewhere that 4 year olds have to pay.
As is always the case in our family, birthday celebrations seem to drag on for days, so it was Ellis' birthday picnic trip on Saturday:
It was a great effort actually, especially trying to light the Minnie mouse number 4 candle in quite a strong cross wind though. I should also mention the bunch of Pink flowers Dad got for me to make up for my Pizza Hut balloon getting popped in marks and Spencer. They were the first flowers i'd ever had of my own and Ned and I loved chopping the bottom of the stalks off and arranging them in the vase.
Auntie Chritine came to see us in the evening, sadly there was no Darcey though. Still, she had plenty of lovely pictures and stories of what Darcey had been up to.
Even if some of them took some believeing.....
Sunday bought about a team split, Dad and I went to BMX racing....
While Mum and I satyed at home. We had a trip to the park and saw grandad and Anne, Rach and Kimi and then later on Hayley and Alan, all interspersed with frequent phone calls from Ned, seeking re-assurance from us no doubt.
Well, it was the first time i'd gone without my full support crew, even though I had my new friend Charlie (my main competitor) for company:
I was pretty rubbish in my heats but once again turned it on for the final for the category win once again. Having said that, Dad had offered me an ice cream if I won:
I couldn't wait to get home and see Ellis.
Even if we were scrapping within half an hour...ha ha!
Back to nursery on Monday then, It was lovely to see my friends though.
Yeah, school wasn't too bad and I couldn't wait to tell everyone about our holiday of course.
Yeat another birthday related visit on Monday night from Auntie Trish was lovely as well.
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