Published on November 24th, 2017 | by voxx0
I have always loved travelling, no matter where or when it was, and I have always wanted to experience new things from all around the world, but I didn’t expect that my very first time abroad with no parents (or no adults at all may I add!) would be in the middle of December with my boyfriend. I mean, an 18 year old’s first holiday without family is normally an all mates holiday in the middle of the summer months, right?
It all started last year in October, when the nights were starting to pull in earlier, the weather temperature was dropping by the day and the sun was barely ever to be seen. I couldn’t despise this time of year any more if I tried. Actually maybe I could. As autumn is only a taster for what winter is going to be like yet to come. I just HATE the cold. My boyfriend is the same, and holidays are our favourite thing, so one afternoon we were daydreaming of how amazing it would be just to be able to dash off on holiday and enjoy the heat from the sun on our faces, salt water from the sea in our hair, feeling the warm sand underneath our feet and even the smell of sun tan lotion (we can’t be the only ones that love that smell?). During all the excitement the next thing I know I’m switching on my laptop to find the cheapest deals for flights and hotels in Fuerteventura; a place where we have both always wanted to go.
Well, it was the 19th of December and my boyfriend Mikey and myself were on our way to Manchester Airport, where our flight to Fuerteventura was waiting for us. I felt so nervous yet so excited at the same time. I had so much to be aware of and so much to make sure was on track that normally an adult is in charge of, such as checking in correctly, making sure I’m getting on the right flight, making sure my luggage has arrived with me and not ending up somewhere completely different to me… but there was also too many things to be excited about. All we could talk about was feeling the hot air hitting us as soon as we step off the plane, all the things we planned to do there such as surfing in the warm sea, sunbathing on the beach and going out to try Spanish food and drink around Corralejo town. Now all we had to do was wait five hours on a plane to get there…
On the first night of the holiday we checked in at the hotel, dumped our stuff on the bed and went out to explore the town. The sun was setting and we were so tired from our long day of travelling since early that morning, but we didn’t care. We knew that we had to make the most of our short break away together. Our hotel was a five minute walk away from the beach, but first we sussed our nearest food shops, where we could hire boards and wetsuits from for surfing and we searched around for things to do and good places to eat and drink. We walked our way around the whole of the town and the night was starting to pull in but it was still so warm, so we walked along the coast and found a cosy looking outside restaurant that had tables with little sofas as chairs and little fires as lights. It was the perfect place.
The next day we woke up early to make sure that we were making the most of our time, and we took a walk down to a surfboard hire and rental shop in the middle of Corralejo before jumping straight into a taxi to the closest waves we’d be able to surf. It was my very first time at this point, and it’s fair to say without blowing my own trumpet that I was pretty damn good. It was so much fun. The water was bright blue and felt so fresh and warm on my skin…pretty different from Cleethorpes ay. I felt so free and alive and all the stress from my A Levels I was studying at the time was lifted off my shoulders. All I could focus on was getting that next wave and being carried away by the water beneath my board. Standing up at first was tough – you need a lot of balance – but after half an hour of giving it a whirl, I felt like a pro.
The next few days consisted of surfing, shopping at my favourite stores such as Zara and Mango, travelling up and down and around the island, visiting as many beaches and trying to get as many waves as we could, trying different places to eat and drink and catching a tan. There was so much to see in Fuerteventura and there was always something exciting just around the corner, whether it be an underground handmade jewellery shop, a Spanish market, a breath taking beach, a fancy restaurant or a street performance.
We began our trip to get home on Christmas Eve, and we were both so sad to be leaving our new favourite place. Fuerteventura is such a perfect little island and I couldn’t imagine anything that anyone would ever need that wasn’t there. It’s a wonderful holiday destination that can suit anyone and everyone of all ages as the culture of the island is relaxed but filled with excitement and adventure. There are plenty of places to eat whether you’re intrigued in trying new foods or even a fussy eater, whether you’re looking for fun activities or just lounging round the pool or on the beach; it’s ideal for everyone. I had the best time and I am able to say that I survived my first holiday with no parents…go me!
- By Abbie-Rose Raworth