I was really worried before going on holiday about my insomnia, would I go crazy during the night being confined to our room? would I ruin the holiday by being a miserable zombie during the day? – well that wasn’t too bad, it was quite noisy having 8 people in the villa, there was snores echoing during the night and lots of chattering and doors slamming (why can’t people use handles!) during the day, but it was surprisingly comforting to be surrounded by everybody. 

But I stupidly forgot about my IBS, I mean I was prepared with several packets of imodeum but I had forgotten how much the food abroad effects me; on the second night I had to make a dash back to the villa after dinner with Grandpa whilst everyone else got to do the lovely walk back, I had to do this on another night as well, and I also stayed behind at the villa one evening as my tum was bad, it could of been worse but it is so frustrating. I don’t know what it is that does it to me, is it just the food or is it the heat as well, or does my anxiety make it worse, ugh, one day I will work out what to do to make eating away easier.

Even though I had to eat the blandest food I could (there were many chicken shishes) and I didn’t drink alcohol or eat as many ice creams as everyone else I still enjoyed visiting the different restaurants – one of our faves is “the camel restaurant” – that isn’t it’s real name but we call it that as when we first went there many years ago it had a couple of camels out the back – let us not dwell on where they are now – we like it because some of the tables are built raised up in a sort of tree house and you sit on cushions and watch the sunset over the sea, very nice.

camel restaurant

camel restaurant

camel restaurant 1

sunset

We had concerns before we went about eating out with Golden Boy every evening and yep there was definitely some moments where we wished we had tucked him up in bed and left him behind, but actually he was pretty good; he sometimes needed someone to leave there dinner and go with him and stretch his legs and I think we have now got him hooked on apple juice, and lets not forget the magic creation that is the hudl which helped us out for 10 minutes here and there.

distraction

distraction