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I’d planned a sunbathing stint on the beach the weekend just gone. I LOVE the beach. This year I even managed to achieve a golden brown tan, without achieving the all too common tomato effect. It helped that my boyfriend, Chema, was on stand-by to rub cream into all those hard to reach bits. 

“Since when haven’t you been able to reach your legs,” he would say.

“Since today,” I mumbled into the sand, relaxing a notch more on each breath.

On this  particular day, though, the beach was out of the question.

“The forecast is rain over the whole of Spain,” said Chema, eyes fixed to Google weather.

“Great!” I said. “Bang goes the beach. What can we do instead?”

Chema suggested a dozen different ideas, each which was shugged off by me, who didn’t fancy any of them.

Then he hit the nail square on the head.

“How about the Science Museum in Granada? That has a roof.”

Now don’t get me wrong. My idea of a perfect weekend doesn’t usually involve traipsing around a MUSEUM…Quite the contrary. I find museums totally, utterly, absolutely, boring. But, on this day, I quite liked the idea of jumping in the car, journeying across rain soaked roads and seeing something at the other end.

By the time I’d washed my hair, decided what to wear and eaten breakfast come lunch, it was already 2pm so we decided to book a hotel for the night in Granada and get up early Sunday morning to visit the museum.

It all started so well. The Hotel was pleasant and comfortable and we found a lovely restaurant for dinner that night. We were tucked up in bed by 1am and I set the alarm to wake us up at 8.30am. That’s where it all went pear-shaped.  I THOUGHT I had set the alarm. But in actual fact, I hadn’t.

I awoke to the sound of banging on the door.

‘The cleaners are early,’ I thought.

“What’s the time,” I asked Chema, rocking him awake.

He groaned and slid his mobile phone from the bedside table, sitting up in a shot.

“WHAT? It’s 11.38.”

Oooops!

Not only did we miss breakfast, but we also missed two-and-a-half hours of planned museum time. Pulling up outside it, bellies grumbling with hunger, we purchased two tickets, determined to see something.

We had just three hours to see such a vast amount. The first room we entered was full of children running around having fun and playing with the various gadgets and experiments on show. Chema instantly transformed into a ten-year-old and I found it hard dragging him out.

There was so much cool stuff to see, that if you haven’t been, then I recommend you go. It’s not like usual museums, where you walk around in a semi-trance wishing you were elsewhere. This is a doing museum. You get to try things, pull things, push things, watch things and play things. My favourite part was the brain game, where you and the opposition sit at opposite ends of a gadget. There’s a ball in the middle and whoever relaxes their mind the most wins, as the ball rolls away from them. Cool hey.

Checking out my image via the infrared camera was also eye-opening, especially as I was the only one in the whole room with a green nose! Everyone else’s were a lovely orange colour. Typical!

Three hours was nowhere near enough to see everything. We reckon we did about half of it, so no doubt we’ll be returning some time.

If anyone else has been, do let us know what we missed

xxx