Dácil gets a Dutch passport

9 12 2017

And so does Yone of course. They have both Spanish and Dutch citizenship, but only Spanish ID’s. The Dutch Consulate in Tenerife closed some years ago and now all Dutch citizens must travel to the embassy in Madrid to get documents. A 2,5 hour flight. Ridiculous.

Anyway, we thought we’d get the kids their passports and turn the trip into a long weekend Madrid for 4.

We stayed with our friends Toño and Azu in El Escorial and enjoyed two full days in the Capital. Barely enough to realize we must definitely do this again and stay longer.

In the train:

At the Flea Market:

Plaza de Sol:

Las 4 Torres where the Embassy is:

Gran Vía:

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Yone’s next hike

7 12 2017

Yone’s half term vacation is the week after Halloween. He has the whole week off whereas Dácil only has the 1st of November off. All Saints is a national bank holiday. So on November 2nd, the day the catholics conmemorate their deceased loved ones and visit cemeteries, we went on a small hike along the North coast. We parked the car in San Juan de la Rambla and walked under a splendid sun and blue sky towards a naturally formed lava basin, the Charco del Viento, through lush banana plantations.





Dácil and the white cane

2 11 2017

The very first introduction to the cane for blind persons to feel the terrain in front of them has been a success. Of course the video is taken at the 3rd, 4th or 5th attempt, as the first attempts were not so successful (rejection, anger, frustration, no cooperation…)

Dácil seems to find support with walking, let’s see how this is going to develop…





Yone celebrates teenagement

22 10 2017

Yone usually has friends over at home for his birthday. Garden, pool, pancakes… But this year he wanted to go to the Lago Martiánez. These are sea water swimmingpools right on the coast of our town. Weather predictions were good: hot and calima (sahara dust in the air usually combined with high temperatures)… Perfect for a pool day.

I must admit I was dreading the idea of chaperoning 8 teenagers and Dácil all by myself. But the good thing about relatively civilized teenagers is that they are quite capable of looking after themselves without annoying other swimmers (or mum for that matter).

Then there was the food issue: 13 and 14 year olds eat a lot. It is not allowed to take food into the complex, but I completely ignored that rule. I baked brownies the day before, American pancakes in the morning and took sausages, buns, ketchup, mustard etc for hot dogs. All of this and some juice and soda into a shopping trolley, past the guy with the tickets with a big smile and no questions asked.

Everybody had a great time! Mum had a mojito and even read a few chapters. Dácil swam which is the equivalent of total bliss, and the boys enjoyed their day.





Dácil swims

22 10 2017

We’ve taken up swimming again at the beginning of this year. With a physical therapist. On her back she is completely autonomous in the water. She signs “swimmingpool” and “Rita” her therapist. She signs it all the time… Her first sign when returning home from school is “swimmingpool”…





Yone 13!

9 10 2017

Conversation yesterday: I love you mum. I love you too Yone. Even though at times you’d wish you could stick me behind the wallpaper? Yes. Of course. In spite of that. Good thing we don’t have wallpaper… He’s officially a teenager now. Happy 13th! I always love you one more than you love me!





Traditional Family Anniversary San Marcos Ocean Dive And Italian Food

12 09 2017

15 years since we celebrated our rainy subtropical wedding with friends and family.