Girls On Tour

The beautiful beach at Barcelona

I only went and booked myself a little mini break with some girlfriends to Barcelona.
It was Monaco that broke me. After another long weekend looking after the children whilst the husband partied with the rich folk of Monte Carlo, I promised myself to book some time away with the girls. Not my 8 and 5 year old girls, nah, my grown up girl friends. It was to be the first time away without kids and husband for years. Following on from husband's performance in Monaco, I had a little list of Must Do's:
I Must:
1) Call husband when he's walking dogs in pissing rain and tell him how gorgeous the weather is. Then tell him I can't talk because I'm off for a glass of Cava.
2) Drink so much Cava I forget to call and wish children good night.
3) When he gets the hump say, 'I knew you'd be like this. What's your problem?'
4) Insist I was in bed early despite the gravelly voice
5) Come back with a full beard, unchanged pants and sweat alcohol for 3 consecutive nights.


Which is generally what happens when he goes away. 


I am happy to report that I was having far too nice a time to do any of the above ^^^ and phoned the family nightly to wish them sweet dreams. 


It was such a brilliant weekend away and I heartily recommended it as the perfect pick me up to anyone who feels that life is just a massive pile of dirty socks.
The flights were a bargain at £100, the hotel was lovely little boutique number which cost us £75 a night.

The roof terrace bar at our hotel

The Cava by the glass was about 3Euros. 

The time hanging out at W hotel and dancing 'til 4am was priceless.

The W hotel bar for cocktails

A young man guessing my age at 28/30 was worth the air fare alone (it was VERY dark in there, but I'll take what little compliments I get these days and cherish them). 

me and the Cava

So, where to next year girls? I'm thinking Marbs...the pennies are being saved already...