Last morning, short walk, contrasts all the way.

From Caniçal to the Point by foot, then Funchal to Edinburgh by Boeing.
Startling colours from the volcanic rock and sediment, mud on the path from the heavy rain during the night. Few other walkers when we started, heaving with them when we finished. Shorts and sandals in Madeira, fleeces and boots in Scotland. The holiday is over. Bring on the next.