The start of the week was going to be loaded with activities for us here in Lanzarote. We decided to take advantage of some of the tours and activities we could book through our tour operator. Neither of us had really done anything like this before, so we were a little apprehensive.
Monday was scheduled to be a sailing trip on a catamaran. We both really enjoy being on the water so we had high hopes for an exciting excursion. But the weather put a little bit of a damper on things, with the day starting rainy and miserable and progressing through to cloudy with light showers. Not the best for a trip on an open topped catamaran.
But we got on the bus nonetheless. Our trip down the coast to Puerto Calero was not far, but we had to stop along the way and pick up the other people who would be sailing with us. It was amazing how the coach driver could squeeze his massive bus into the smallest of spaces and around the tightest of corners.
When we got to the boat we all doffed our shoes and got aboard. The harbour was packed with boats and had all sorts of different fish swimming in the water. The crew of the boat did their best to lighten the mood, but you could tell that a lot of people had determined the weather was going to ruin their day. A lot of them stayed under the small covered area and chain smoked for the whole trip.
Not Fiona and I. Despite the poor weather we were out on deck, with our legs over the side, enjoying the trip. We saw some dolphins in the distance, which was cool, but they never got within picture taking distance. The boat was serving up a really tasty cava punch that helped keep us warm, and occasionally the sun would even poke through the clouds to warm us up.
The captain decided to change course after he determined that our original destination was covered in heavy rain, and he set in to a sheltered cove right around lunchtime. They wheeled out a really nice pasta lunch and then let everyone know that they were free to do some swimming in the cove, or take rides on the jet ski that was attached to the boat. Most people just laughed and went back to shivering. Fiona was one of the few, the proud, that actually did get into the water. Technically it may have been warmer in the Atlantic (18C) then on board the boat, but only the truly courageous went in.
We hung out on the deck of the boat for the entire ride home, taking in the beautiful volcanic cliffs as they sailed by. While it could have been a nicer day, and probably would have been a better experience with better weather, we still had a good time. We even bought the official tourist photo that they take of everyone when they are boarding. We look like authentic members of the yacht-club set.
Once we got back to the hotel we changed and had a quiet dinner. Post dinner we retired to the lobby with some Baileys and Drambuie (not together) and tried to upload some of our pictures. The photo set for Carnival took almost two hours to upload, so we're going to be behind on the pictures.
We retired early that night because our tour bus for the next day was picking us up at 8:25 am.
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