6am: woke up with a headache and a cough . Youtube filled the time until eight, where both symptoms persisted stubbornly. I had made a precise plan for breakfast that was wo swap the bircher muesli hoopla with a good old slice of bread. the reality then was that I initially did stick to that plan and had bread - plus bircher muesli My stomach immediately filed a formal complaint.

Then we saw the cutest most precious little boy, wearing a diy-ed bib made out of a napkin eating pancakes and a fried egg with a fork and knife like the world`s best behaved precious little boy.

Next we went to the faramcia because I felt the need to buy vitamin c in some form or another ( If I can't go in the sea, this will have to do - get it? vitamin sea?) We also got some Kinder chocolate as a thank-you for the staff, who (spoiler!) were very happy about receiving chocolate.

Back at the hotel, I drank our fizzy vitamin concoction land then went to the pool to let the napping, drooling and programming begin (guess who did what).

The sun came out (yei) and somehow it was time to eat again. Jannis went for the last burger and I focused on sweet potato fries and guacamole, snuck one slice of pizza as planned. Jannis gave one of the Kinder chocolates to Manuel. He said he'd give it to his children and came back over to me to thank me again with a hand shake.

Checked in for tomorrow’s flight (24 hours before departure is officially there fml).

Returned to the pool, napped, drooled, read (all me) and remembered I wanted to get Nasenspray at the farmacia.

As the sun stopped shining right onto my lounger by the pool but was still shining onto the lounger on the balcony, that`s where we headed next. Then I managed a really slow walk to the pharmacy along the beach, bought my spray, got back to the room just to lie down again. I showered and started packing (:(), and then got dressed for the gala dinner: grandma undies and sports bra (but no one will ever know ha!)

Eight o’clock: downstairs. No alcohol but compliments for my dress this time around and suddenly the gala dinner worked. Lots of really nicely dressed people, gift bags full of random plastic: toots, hats, more plastic, and Noemi too was thrilled to receive a Kinder chocolate. Back at Table 406—the "one the children will hear about".

Bread and butter was perfection again, water and Coca Cola were too. Five courses:

1. yum, although Jannis tried to get me to taste some slimy liver (we discussed this afterward (and possibly a little bit during. how dare he?)).
2. love me a little soup t Astrid arrived, happy new year wishes were exchanged, Kinder chocolate presented, more besos received. 3: nom nom, but the puff pastry was too much. 4: no puedo, bitterness overpowered. Helen sat nearby, so I went over, wished her a happy new year, and had a chat—she’s vegetarian, #goals, 5: a massive fruit salad, 10/10. When I saw Helen sitting over there in all the plastic attire from the gift back I new I had to do more than wish her a happy new year. I spotted a potential penpal. And when you sight someone as rare as that you take action. So I went over and gave her my home adress and told her to pretty please write me a letter.

Dancing happened mostly seated while the entire staff danced around, popped baloons and kids were partying.

Half past ten: Pianobar for tea and cocoa and a a card game ion the terasse until it was all of a sudden almost Midnight .

So we made our way to the already pretty crowded lobby twelve uvas in one hand and twelve wishes in the other.

After a quick instruction by the boss : chewing and not forgetting to chew, we gulped down each uva, made wishes and tried not to die with each gong. ballons dropped, and just like that it was 2026.