From The Top

We had all day to reach the north airport as our flight was not until after 6.

So we went north, past Santa Cruz, to about as far north as you can get. On the way, we climbed the cliffs to this mirador, looking back at Santa Cruz port, and a wonderful man-made beach, complete with uncharacteristic yellow sand.

We were still far too early at the airport and so spent hours hanging around, waiting for the bag drop to open and then our slightly delayed flight to arrive.

Now home safely, it will soon be time to collect Buster and the Gripper C from their holiday home.

And start on the washing.