{"id":2541,"date":"2011-03-20T21:04:14","date_gmt":"2011-03-20T20:04:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/?p=2541"},"modified":"2024-01-06T21:18:39","modified_gmt":"2024-01-06T20:18:39","slug":"today_gc_day_4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/2011\/03\/20\/today_gc_day_4\/","title":{"rendered":"Today: GC Day 4"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"imagecontainer\">\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/helen\/blog\/images\/Faro_de_Maspalomas.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<div class=\"imagecaption\">The lighthouse<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p>\nWe headed to the Maspalomas beach again this morning: yesterday&rsquo;s visit was pretty brief, and I myself never got to even go in the water. While Ingrid and Reet were playing in the sand, splashing and what not, I tried the waves and the sea.\n<\/p>\n<p>\nThe waves were surprisingly strong, enough to push me over in just knee-deep water. The loose stones on the bottom didn&rsquo;t make it any easier. I kept losing my footing and once took a real tumble: I went head over heels under water, rolled with the wave, with stones bruising not just my feet by also my shoulder and arm. Later, throughout the afternoon I kept finding sand in my ears and in my hair &ndash; I&rsquo;d scratch my scalp and find sand behind my ears.\n<\/p>\n<p>\nBut once past the surf, when I could just float, the waves were very pleasant. It was nice to float in salt water &ndash; I normally don&rsquo;t float very well.\n<\/p>\n<p>\nFor lunch, pizza without cheese. Sigh.\n<\/p>\n<p>\nIn the afternoon we stayed in the hotel pools again, and then had dinner at the Italian place (<i>Il Canale Grande<\/i>) again, while Eric stayed at the hotel with Adrian. Better service today; average food.\n<\/p>\n<p>\nIngrid wrote postcards for her friends: &ldquo;I got to ride on a camel, I will be back soon&rdquo;.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The lighthouse We headed to the Maspalomas beach again this morning: yesterday&rsquo;s visit was pretty brief, and I myself never got to even go in the water. While Ingrid and Reet were playing in the sand, splashing and what not, I tried the waves and the sea. The waves were surprisingly strong, enough to push [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18,11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2541","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-dailies","category-travels"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2541","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2541"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2541\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18296,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2541\/revisions\/18296"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2541"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2541"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2541"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}