The Last Lap!

 

 The weather went rather strange for our last week in Fuerteventura, with the Friday and Saturday being dull, with even a little rain. Ruth went to see her surgeon, who once again made notes on the weight loss, and agreed she was likely to be down to an acceptable BMI by October, and said that might mean new knees weren´t necessary. He looked at the painful big toe joint and said it probably dated back to the incident in the Chania lift in June, but would be instantly solved with a small cortisone injection, which it was, so that made three. Ruth skipped back to the bus:- well almost! Our neighbours Pete and Sandy came back later that day after a long break in Australia and UK, and we saw Chloë off on the bus the following morning. She was flying to Gran Canaria for fieldwork which is part of her Masters. She was very bad-tempered about the early start, and we have heard nothing of her since she arrived there!

On Sunday there was excitement in town as it was Triathlon day. This is an annual amateur event. See here some good footage from last year. We missed the swimming (750m out and back from the town beach), but saw some contenders come flying down Lepanto at the end of the 25km cycle stage, dump their bikes and set off on the 5km run. We then went through to the final stretch near the Shell station to see the first dozen or so finishers, and then decided it wasn´t sitting-out weather, so returned home.

The next two days were down for packing and cleaning, so the very disappointing weather didn´t matter too much, but on Wednesday it was rather better. We locked up and went to La Luna for a tapas lunch and on to the 4pm bus, and that was Corralejo 2012-13 over!

Vueling is a Very Good Thing! We flew to Barcelona with 23kg each of hold baggage and pre-selected seats (a row each) for a total of 85 euros! There was no queue at check-in, they are doing their best about the residency mess, we got a free wine after a cabin attendant knocked over about a spoonful, and the flight arrived early and into Terminal 1, which is a rather civilised airport. It was about 11.30 pm but our shuttle to the hotel was waiting. We are now back into mainland Europe.