It’s not possible to avoid expletives when your vantage point is 500` above the deep blue sea–complete with the stereophonic rhapsody of waves, ever-scouring the black sand shore below. What else could be persistent enough to erode the dense, hard lava rock, belched forth then cooled, thousands of years before?
Tenerife is showing off for us today, with just enough clouds to create an interesting sky-scape and a playful breeze dancing across the terrace, offering perfect temperatures in a place that I didn’t even know existed a few weeks ago.
This Spanish island has been moody since we arrived- even chilly at times with its latitude being the same as Orlando, Florida. No longer playing hide-and-seek, the sun illuminates the shallow shoals of the ocean’s floor in the bay below.
Level with the birds, I watch them air-surfing, while in the distance, bathers float in the salty brine.
Did I die and this is Heaven?
Tenerife is the biggest of the 7-island archipelago located between Spain and Africa, just off the southwest coast of Morocco in the Atlantic Ocean. Boasting 785 sq. miles, it hosts approximately 10,000 tourists a year. 43% of the Canary population lives here. Canary, by the way, is named for the dogs that are indigenous–not the birds: FYI. (But weren’t those dogs named for hunting canaries, I wonder?)
Santa Cruz, its capital and La Laguna, the oldest city and its previous capital, blend into a city congomerent-much bigger than I’d imagined.
I think every intersection is a round-about, making me a little crazy as I try to anticipate which turn is my exit! I am determined to become expert before I leave, circling and weaving like a pro.
Little fishing villages dot the shore, with houses and buildings painted in tropical variety that shouts, “quaint and charming”.
The fish is fresh and the fruit plentiful, along with enough vegetables to make a vegetarian smile. Peaches, squat and small are surprisingly juicy and the bananas, though miniature, are sweet and nourishing for our not-so-early-morning rise.
And the wine is local with vines aplenty in the northern area of this island.
We are staying in Tacorante–which is green and more lush than other regions of the island. If you look closely, you can see our Airbnb on the side of the cliff!
In another blog, I’ll make a comparison with the dryer, southern half , as well as Teide National Park–a UNESCO site, in the center– where the volcano keeps watch!