Hello all!
I decided to make my return to the blogging world to tell you about my long weekend with Mary in Tenerife. I had so many comments on my Instagram and Twitter pages asking where this beautiful little oasis of calm on the biggest and best-known Canary Island could be. So I’m going to write all about it!
Welcome to Royal Garden Villas – a cluster of twenty-eight individually designed villas nestled in the hillside of Costa Adeje, overlooking the Atlantic sea. It’s rather secluded; the entrance is hidden behind a high whitewash wall and a large wooden gate. But once inside, the magic starts to happen. We were greeted with a glass of Cava (always a winner in our book!), quickly checked in then walked to what was to be our jaw-dropping abode for the next three nights.
After about half an hour of over-excited squealing as we explored Villa Joanna, travelwear was replaced with bikinis and the sangria was ordered! We spent all three days lazing around in that villa as it was so damn wonderful. Even our plans to go to Siam Waterpark went out the window in favour of this bliss!
Night Uno – El Molino Blanco
This restaurant is rather unique in that it has its own resident opera singing chef! And why not?
El Molino Blanco is a lovely little restaurant with a great atmosphere and delightful food.
Papagayo Beach Club is a whole different kettle of fish to the nightlife we’d experienced the night before. This place is much more South of France – chic, chilled out, a tad pretentious. Sure, the service was a little iffy at times but we ended up having a fabulous time, eating good food and sipping Cava in our cabana as the sun set. The people-watching was awesome. We were even entertained for ages by a guy who appeared to be our own private magician!
There seemed to be fewer British people in Papagayo; it was much more of a cosmopolitan place than Veronica’s. Well, that was apart from the big group of English lads who arrived half way through the night, one of which was dressed as a giant inflatable penis. You can’t help but feel proud can you?
Found in the classic fashion – via Trip Advisor – I booked us a table in Casa Tagoro not only because the reviews were excellent but also because it appeared to be the kind of place you’d want to happily while away the evening over good food and good wine. We didn’t really want a big night as we had an early Ryanair flight the next day and coping with that on a vodka-induced hangover would not be enjoyable.
Without wanting to blow my own trumpet, I’d made a lovely choice of restaurant. Inside it was cozy and homely (despite the slightly saucy pictures on the wall!) with a classic family-run atmosphere. The food – inspired by Spanish, Austrian and international cuisine – was creative and really yummy.
We spent hours there until we were the last guests left. Still, we weren’t made to feel rushed in any way. In fact, we ended up staying past midnight for one last glass of honey rum before heading back to the villa and to bed.
Roll on late-June…