Monday

Went for a walk out of the resort today. Tried to get going early before it got too hot, but that's not easy here. The walk was along terraced landscapes of black rock and dry cactus. The only real colour was the blue sky and these purple fruit on the cacti. I tried to look inside one out of curiosity, but they were to hard to split open with my nails. So I took a bite..... not a good idea on reflection.... probably poisonous... definitely VERY purple juice all over my mouth and face!

Found a lovely small village, with gypsies camping on the outskirts, a small but lovely deserted beach and a bar where old men were listening to crackly old Spanish cabaret singers whilst shouting at the many barking dogs. A far more Canarian experience to the resort, and a lovely morning.