Pleasure - And The End
day we observed an announcement in the back-window of a car.
On Saturday someone was to play in a discotheque. So there must
a thing here. What else related to the happy hours, we think you
will find in La Playa,
and may be in Puntilla, but it won't be much.
For ourselves, we are so tired from all the pleasure we have had
during the day,
that when nightlife takes off, it is without our attendance.
some nightlife also came to us. Every night (read:morning) about
all the cocks started awakening the hens. First only one, then one
more, and soon
all 6 (?) of them. We were told that a few years ago, a distinguished
complained to the Mayor, resulting in slaughtering of all the cocks
living along the
main road. But some of the chickens must have grown up since then...
place also has its own Internet-Cafe, claiming to be the first one
in the Canary
Islands, and that's nice. And convenient. For about 100 Ptas you
can in 5 minutes
send an E-mail to your folks back home, and make certain that everyone
has got colds and flu
and that it is raining or snowing or whatsoever. And that's
also a kind of pleasure... Or you can play games on any of the 5
but for nothing else.
as all other places in Islas Canarias, Valle Gran Rey also offers
"whalesafaries", around the island (it is about 20x22
kilometres wide, and has
a coastline of 87 kilometres,) or a sailtrip (you must have some
or by fishingboat to look up any of the 20 whales- and dolphins
during the past 10 years.
Vuelta, a bit further south, you will find the most difficult of
paths on the island. But before you start climbing up, some hundred
up the canyon, is a huge fruit-garden with more than 150 different
and trees. They take you around there once or twice a week, and
offered more than 15 different tasteful exotic samples of fruits.
Very interesting, and lots of fruits unknown to us from far north.
See more about this place here: "Fruits
There are a many things to be satisfied with. But most people still
feel comfortable with the insignificant things of life. Like sitting
here in the dim light
from a candle, writing down this story, while the sun is leaving
disappearing somewhere out in the Atlantic Ocean.
left in this picture, you barely can see El Hierro, the smallest
of the 7 larger
Canary-Islands. Way up to the right,under the deep blue night-sky,
sometimes you can
see the lights from the villages on La Palma. Soon after, the stars
are coming out
of nowhere, forming a shiny, blinking, carpet.
more can you desire?