|I got up early so that I could have alone-time with the sun as it breaks the night into the early morning’s light.
Far to my right, the shore begins to sparkle in coy flirtation as the sun turns its gaze. A voyeur, I watch as he spreads his favor, lighting each little village in its own special time.
This is the most rugged country that I’ve ever seen. People told me that the Canary Islands remind them of Hawaii–but I didn’t find that to be true of Tenerife. For one thing, they seem to have more roads and dwellings in precarious places!