My Trip to Tenerife

We went to Tenerife.  And one of the places where we went was a market.  And they kept on giving bananas to me, for some reason, which I didn't know.  But it was still very, very nice of them!  We walked around the market, then there was this supermarket called Mercadona, and there was this song that went Merca-dona, Mercad--oo-oona!  I got it stuck in my mind all of the time! 

This is cactus fruit.

We went in the ocean, and Mama and Papa buried me two times.  Me and Papa dug a hole, and I made some sandcastles, and we went to get an ice cream.  The sand at the beach was black because it was volcanic.

The place we stayed at had two bedrooms.  I had my own room, and Mama and Papa shared another room.  There was one bathroom, and a kitchen with an oven, a sink, a drainboard and cupboards and all that stuff.  There was a table in there, too.  The living room had a couch, a television, and a wood-burning oven-- which smelled so good! 

This is Zebra, on my bed.

This is the wood-burning oven.

This is the BIDET I got so excited about!!

There was a big view, and when you got up to the chimney, there was a delightful view.  Down below, the houses were all different colors, had two chimneys, and their doors were colorful, too.  There were lots of flowers growing, and almost all of the flowers that Mama likes were there, and they were all in bloom, and were all different colors.  And the washing was hung up high on the clotheslines up above on the roofs.  The fire station was purple instead of red!  I guess it was just to stand out with the other colorful houses.  And at night everything was glowing with street lamp light, and we went into town twice at night and we walked around and at night two times we went to the same park.  I went head-first down the slide, and I thought it was quite fun, so then I did it back-first, head-first, and feet-first.  I had hot chocolate twice, and I did a hypothesis about if it would agree with my body, and I was correct.

These are the houses I'm describing.

This is part of the beautiful landscapes.

I had fresh-squeezed orange juice, the seafood was delicious, everyone was friendly, and only on occasional days there were a few remaining clouds holding up for this special week.  Everyone spoke Spanish, and the person who owned our house was called Juan Carlos, and he was very friendly.  I liked him a lot.  But I was kind of disappointed that I couldn't speak Spanish myself. 

This is Juan Juan Juan Juan Carlos!

I thought the weather was sweltering-hot, but Mama and Papa thought it was nice.  I kept saying, "Oh, it's so hot! I'm as hot as mashed potatoes! I'm as hot as boiled eggs!'  And Mama kept saying, "Get some shorts on and come outside-- it's nice!"  And I was saying, "Oh, it's sweltering-hot! Please!!"

This is me and Mama, having a good time and smiling.

It was sunshine, sunshine everywhere we went.  And we had a GREAT time.

This is Mama and Papa.  I'm sure you know Mama, because she is from "And Here We Are..."  Papa hasn't got a blog yet.

I hope you liked my blog, there's lots of pictures too.  And they fit in with my blog, of course!  I have my own camera, and these are my own pictures I took!