Returning to England

My flight home was anything but easily sailing as they say.

Firstly the taxi was late, then he nearly killed us both on the way to the airport with his insane driving! He then just left my case in the middle of the road when we got there because he was in a hurry. I walked through the doors and didn’t really know where I was going or what I was doing as I’ve never flew alone before.

I was a bit early so I managed to find a seat to sit down on for a bit. I was next to the departures board so kept checking it for my flight, but it never showed up. The whole board didn’t seem to move at all which was a worry. To kill a bit of time I went to the toilet, but there wasn’t a lift and I couldn’t drag my suitcase down the stairs so I just left it. I guessed that because I was in Kos they wouldn’t really care, rules and law just don’t apply there. I was right, my case was fine, so I started to walk back to where I was originally and just happened to glance around at a TV screen and low and behold my flight number was on the screen.

They hadn’t announced it, or put it up on the board, they just expected you to know where to go and when. Clearly I can read greeks minds.

I joined the cue and started to talk to the family in front of me, I’ve realised since I’ve been away I am now one of those annoying people who feel the need to talk to strangers at every given oppurtunity. The cue slowly went down and as we neared the front we came to a stand still for ages. We then found out the complete idiots in front of us had forgotten their passports. They left them in the hotel, total bellends! So everyone else had to cue for 2o mins whilst they just stood there being their idiotic selfs.

Then when i managed to get to the front they questioned my passport, rang up a couple of people, she took my passport to somewhere, basically they didn’t think I was who I was. Obviously I was shitting it as I was by myself on a dodgey greek island just trying to get home to England. Luckily they let me on the plane and then I had two seats to myself. This pissed me off because after all the trouble I had getting a flight home, I found out the fricking greeks were just giving out seats willy nilly for no reason! The family in my row had booked to have A,B,C,D but somehow the airline had messed it up and gave them A,B,C and E, which they couldn’t have because they had 3 young children. So seat E was just left as empty.

Anyway when I got back to gatwick it was freezing! I was shaking with the cold! It was nice to not be constantly sweating though. After the couple of hours drive back to Norton I went to bed wrapped head to toe in warm clothes and with a fatty duvet over me, it was heaven!

Deciding to leave Kos

I decided to go home from Kos after 6 weeks of being there.

I originally had planned to be there about 2 months but nothing was set in stone, so I came back a couple of weeks early.

I came back for quite a few reasons really. One being that I had just got quite bored being there. We did the same thing day in day out and believe it or not I actually got bored with sunbathing and drinking! Sounds extremely shocking if you know me as I always want to go out, I always want to drink, and I absolutely hate winter because there’s no sun. So getting bored with sunbathing and drinking isn’t something I expected to happen.

I think it was more the routine of drinking from 8pm onwards, going to the same club, getting up and sunbathing for a couple of hours, then getting ready, and doing it all over again. It just got a bit repetitive.

Another reason why I wanted to come home was because some of my best friends from home came out for a weeks holiday and made me realise how much I miss everyone from home. I was only at home for about a week in between coming back from uni and going to Kos, so I hadn’t really seen any of my friends or family properly since the easter hols. I wanted to see everyone before I had to go back to Birmingham.

I also didn’t like where we lived at all. It was in the middle of nowhere so I had to walk up a main road by myself after I’d been out, which not only was trek but it was extremely dangerous. The only people who used that road were greek people in cars/on mopeds, and people walking to Angelinas, (where I lived) which wasn’t really anyone. I never wanted to live there because of its location but Charlotte did, so I moved there because she wanted too.

Booking a flight was a bloody pain in the ass! There seemed to be hardly any flights out of Kos so trying to book a last-minute flight was virtually impossible!I was searching on the internet but all I could find were flights for £230 or higher, and not for a week or two. I asked in the 3 different travel agents to try to get me a flight, one didn’t have anything for two weeks, the second one said to go in every day and ask, and so did the third. This was a worry.

The next day I went back into them and one of them found me a flight to Manchester for 130 euros for the Wednesday, and the other agent found me a flight for Gatwick for 130 Euro for Weds. By this point I was so sick of searching for flights and had had enough that I just booked to fly to Gatwick.

The Boat Trip

The girls decided they wanted to go on a boat trip whilst on holiday, so naturally I hopped along with them.

We had to be at the harbour at 10.20am! Now this is extremely early, especially seen as I hadn’t been getting up until about 1/2 o’clock every day since I’d been there. So I set an alarm for 9.50 am as all I had to do was chuck on a bikini and walk down. Charlotte however wanted me to set an alarm for 9.15 as she was getting jeeps out with some of the workers. So I had to get up even earlier.

The alarm went off and she didn’t she wasnt going to get up until somebody came and got her, but obviously I was now awake and it was pointless going back to sleep so up I got.

I wondered down into town and popped into Louis supermarket and grabbed some water and crispies for the day. I still had loads of time to kill so I decided to get a sausage and bacon baguette. That was the first time I was up for breakfast the entire time I was there, it was quite a treat!

When I got down to the harbou

r the girls weren’t there, I didn’t know whether to get onto the boat or not. So I sat on a wall eating my baguette wondering if they were going to miss the boat or not. And if they did, should I get on the boat anyway and go on a boat trip alone…luckily I didn’t have to make this decision as they came pottering down just in time.

The boat wasn’t how I imagined it to be. I thought it be a massive boat with deck chairs and space to sunbathe, with a bar and little shop. I don’t know why I thought it would be like this but it r

eally wasn’t. It was pretty small, no comfy seats, nowhere to sunbathe and definitely no bar or shop. Disappointing.

We stopped off at this one place and everyone piled off the boat with no instructions or guidance on what to do or where to go. We ended up on the nearest beach doing a spot of sunbathing and having a dip in the incredibly clear water. Apparently there was supposed to be an amazing amount of shops there, clearly we didn’t find them.

Back onto the boat we go to have the bbq. Turns out it wasn’t a bbq at all, just a mere oil covered salad with 3 plain chicken skewers. The free drink was a 2 mouth cup of fizzy orange. Some false advertising definitely went on there!

Champagne div

e came next. The boat stopped in a random place and they chucked a couple of bottles of champagne off, meaning you were supposed to dive off and get them. Nobody really bothered, a lot of people jumped in and had a little swim. All of the girls did except me and emma. I just couldn’t be bothered, I just wanted to prance around singing and dancing on the top deck.

Last stop was going to Bubble Beach, named that because the water has bubbles in funnily enough. The bubbles were a bit of a disappointment, I thought they’d be m

assive like jacuzzi bubbles. They weren’t, they were just  really tiny bubbles, still pretty cool just not big enough. We had to go on a smaller shuttle boat to get to the beach where we saw the most disgusting guy ever! He physically made me feel sick and my skin was crawling.

This horrible horrible man was covered from head to toe with black curly hairs which made him look a lot like a animal. no joke. I couldn’t stand next to him on the boat or even look at

him! He should get waxed, it should be the law that he gets waxed from head to toe before going into public.

This bubble beach/ paradise beach, nobody really knew which one it was, was a big big beach which was rammed with people everywhere. We found it hard to even find enough space to lay a couple of towels down. The was also an inflatable water park in the sea. It looked wiked but we didn’t go on it for some strange reason. After more laying around on a beach and generally doing fuck all, we had to go back onto the shuttle boat, to go back onto the big boat to make our way home.

After the hour long boat ride, we were back in Kardemena, all in all a spiffing day out with the girlies!

Girls spent the week in Status

Having the girls here for the week was amazing! had soo much fun and did a lot of silly stuff like go on a biscuit mission with Nineham. Probably the highlight of my time here!

Every day we would go to either the pool or beach and chill out for a couple of hours, then go home and get ready for the eveing. I always had to leave earlier or get ready faster than them becasue i live i nthe most ridiculous of places which take s awhile to get to.

So tasty meals out every day, lots of cocktails and shots made me pile on like 5 stone i swear.but it was well worth it.

The girls consisted of Bie,and  Burgers/ Nineham from the good old home town of norton, Sarah who is bies besty at uni, Yas who is Bies younger sister and then two of her chums Anna and Megan. Bit of a random mix of people but it was ace. everyone got on fine and the mix of ages and experiences just made it all mnore interesting.

Most nights the younger ones would sort of stick together and chat, and me, bie and nineham would be together too. Sarah on the other hand mixed between the two halves a lot, purely because shes a lightweight and so fits in well with the 17 year olds who cant quit manage 5 shots of sambucca in a row yet. In time they will learn…haha

Most nights were spent in the club Status, just purely because there isnt many other clubs to chose from and the other main club Starlight didnt have anything good on when we wanted to go. luckily i still got in free everywhere so didnt mind where we went or what we did.

Bie and Emma sneaked in as workers on one of the nights to status, but if u paid the 5 euro entrance fee you get a free drink which is what the other girls did. but emma and bie went to the bar to try and get a free drink anyway but he wouldnt give them one, so i went up and asked why he didnt give them a drink, he went absolutely mental!

This crazy old greek guy started shouting in my face and screaming at me saying i havnt paid, which i didnt because im worker. then he said i was causing trouble and was a lier, he wouldnt stop shouting. then he said to get  out his club because he didnt want trouble  makers in there. i turned and just walked away from the bar, didnt realsie he had followed me and then he grabbed my arm really tight and chucked me out.

Clearly i wasnt standing for that so i spoke to the door man who i see every night and explained what happened, he then spoke to the old crazy guy in greek and they let me back in. Kos is soo messed up its unbealivable.

The other nights were less dramatic however and generally we all danced and sang a lot then went to bed.

Dancing to Dane Bowers

Last night dane Bowers was at Status nightclub.

He was just stood there dying and shouting things with 2 other djs next to him. Surprisingly he looked exactly the same as i remember him from years ago. or that may have been the alcohol…

He was actually pretty good at being a dj and everyone seemed to enjoy it, me espcially. i seemed to just stay right at the front about a meter away from him just dancing all night. i didnt want to move from that spot, i had a front row view of the legned which is DANE BOWERS!haha.

All the other girls had a good boogie too, sept Sarah vanished for a while, she met a leeds lad who tickled her fancy. Bie went back to Seva to get some water, instead of just buying it, but to be honest it is only 3 mins away. then i think we all danced togehter.

Dane was hanging out in Seva from about 5 onwards but i decided to start walking home as i now live in the middle of nowhere. i wouldnt be surprised if i found a donkey in my room.