The day began with the sound of children howling in pleasure as they darted in and out of the pool. The laughs on occasion turn to shouts as one tried to drown the other. But in general, it was happiness that floated from the water to where I lay in the sun.
Not a bad way to start the day.
The rest of our time has been consumed by the beach. Support arrived yesterday in the form of my parents. I am no longer the single mum in the sand, instead we have a one to one ratio, the odds are turning in my favour.
The kids are delighted their grandparents have arrived, as a surprise to delight them.
And whilst not needing the help, the company is delightful.
The afternoon has passed in a sleepy blur, the sun has sparkled all day, the temperature ideal for snoozing in the sun.
My dad must be knackered as I confess my parenting has been hands off and his full on. I have come down with a nasty dose of man flu which I imagine is my punishment for posting multiple images across all social media platforms about my holiday….
I hear rumour it is cold in Blighty…
It is lovely here, the sun shines with a fantastic fury, we have good food, great accommodation, and a perfect temperature for kids to play in and grown ups to snooze in.
Staying in a villa makes so much sense with children, everything is easier. The kids fall out of bed in the morning, wander downstairs and collapse into a world of iPods and tablets. I wake about an hour later as their tummies start to rumble and cruise downstairs to make breakfast.
Then as I tidy the dishes away they are already in the pool, or hitting a tennis ball in the garden, or even just colouring in the lounge.
It is our own space, I don’t have to worry about other hotel guests, fear that the kids are being too loud at dinner, or be constrained to one hotel room.
Self catering villas are simply the way forward.
Plus as sad as it sounds, the benefit of having a washing machine in the villa, means I am coming home laundryless. Putting a load on, in my bikini, between bouts of sunbathing is not that challenging…
Salobre Golf: the resort we are staying at, offers the best of both worlds. We have own villa to hide in, but the hotel’s seven pools to explore. The restaurant is on hand if we don’t feel like cooking, plus the beautiful beach resort of Meloneras is a few kilometres away for some outstanding cuisine by the sea.
Would I recommend James Villas?
What do you think?