It has been a busy few months, with my tour of the US and helping out with National Whale and Dolphinn Watch on my local beach on my return to the UK. My buddy Steve said I needed a rest.
So he is taking me on holiday to Tenerife, one of the Canary Islands off the west coast of Africa. I asked Steve if we would see any canaries in the Canary Islands. Steve said that there are wild canaries, but the islands were actually named after a special breed of dog. Steve said they were once known to the ancient Romans as the Fortunate Islands, the Canary Islands were named after the large dogs (Canes) found living on the islands.
Steve also said that Tenerife is one of 7 of the Canary Island group which are off the west coast of Africa.
We left just after lunch so we would get to Gatwick airport in plenty of time. I took some honey sandwiches for the flight and after watching the clouds go by I had a snack I had a sleep for most of the trip.
Just before we came into land we flew through what the captain said was turbulence (caused when winds travelling at different speeds meet). The plane kept dropping a short distance. like a roller coaster (it was a bit scary!) and my tummy felt a bit uncomfortable - I wished I had not eaten that extra sandwich. Luckily it wasn't long before we were safely on the ground. Steve was travelling with his wife Sharon and daughter Amber (who is 14). Steve said we would be staying with their very special friend Xena who lives on Tenerife.
Xena met us at the airport and after hugs all round we headed off to Xena's house. We stopped off at the supermarket for some supplies, but I stayed in the car and had a doze. We were soon on our way again and it wasn't long before we arrived at Xena's house.
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