Our holiday has come to an end, and it has been a great place and an enjoyable few days.
I'm not one for lounging around, but that's essentially all we've done while being here, and it has been nice just to relax and chill. Usually I'd have a bit of a plan for things to do, but for this trip Aimee just wanted to rest the head.
When we booked it we decided just to get breakfast, because we knew we'd be going out for food at different places.
For a while they sold them over in Ireland, not long ago, but it was only the sugar free version which didn't taste the same.
We go to the ground floor and the doors wouldn't open. Aimee panicked a bit, but I managed to keep her calm. She rang the alarm which sounded in the elevator and throughout the hotel and there was a nice couple sitting near by who went to get help.
A bunch of staff came to help, but couldn't get the door open more than a jar before it closed again. Soon more staff came and wrenched it open to free us.
It was warm inside there, and kind of embaressing due to one wall of the lift being made of glass. We were like fish in a bowl.
They were really apologetic and I told them not to worry about it, and that these things happen. She took down our room number and said they'd send us something for the trouble.
It was well worth 10 minutes of hassle.
There was a lot of volcanic activity in the formation of these islands - as there was with the whole world really - and it's very clear when looking at places like this.
I thought the water looked so nice, but we didn't get into it.
