I have been a rather slack Randomeer of late, for which I apologise, and this week I only have one funny story, (well to me at least), of early-morning holiday shenanigans.
I am guessing this is a European thing, maybe not, but
towels on the sunbeds before dawn is not just a myth, but alive and well.
My bodyclock, come work or holiday-time is permanently set to wake at 6.30am. If I don't have to get up, I can go back to sleep, but more often than not that is my
up'n at'em time.
Surveying the early morning pool scene, last year and this, beds were routinely bagged before the sunrise (c..7am)...
So without any drama, if you can't beat them join them, right? I would pop down, reserve a couple, and believe me at 6.30am I was never first, and then retreat back inside.
All round the pool were notices saying that items used to reserve sunbeds would be removed, but hey, they never were.
Can you see where this is going?
I think it was 3 or 4 days in, and when I got up for
the second time, and took a look outside, all the beds were empty!
Now I must mention that I only ever used the kids' towels, just in case, because they are older and cheaper than mine! So unperturbed I went to investigate.
There were folks wandering round like they were expecting a zombie-apocalypse at the choice they were faced with; unable in a half-asleep state at 7.15am, to comprehend how they could be first up instead of last.
I went and asked the manager 'please sir, can I have my towels back?', to be shown a storeroom with more neatly folded and stacked towels than I had ever seen. It was hilarious.
Even more hilarious were the grumpy faces of the people surfacing at lunchtime expecting their towels and beds to have remained 'reserved' for half the day, only to see others laying in their spots.
A few days later, some (new arrivals?) had slipped back into old habits, but the towels would vanish off to the manager's Aladin's cave soon enough.
I know it is not going to change the world, and may well be routine elsewhere, but it the first time I have experienced it, and it did mean I didn't have to go back to bed with sandy feet again for the rest of the holiday; and we still ended up on our
beds of choice each day.
People are funny, especially the family next door who then just sent their daughters out to wait on the sunbeds until breakfast time!
Linking this 'probably just funny if you were there' tale with
Cindy and the other Randomeers. Next week I will try better, I will, after all, have gone back to work by then.