Tonight,I celebrate my love..

Me and Himself at the top of Mount Teide.

I walked there; myself.

To put it politely; I was fecking knackered.

3718 metre I thought it was maybe knocking close to Ben Nevis, now I discover that Ben Nevis is actually 1345metres omg almost three times higher

I didn’t actually do it myself; the most delightful Dave and Jaime picked us up at our mountain top hotel and drove us for two hours, throwing us out the luxury bus every so often for photo ops.

It all went grand until we arrived at the cable car.

Several people turned up without tickets demanding access to the lift. Spanish, German and Dutch all accepted that they should have booked on line; but the Indians who had booked 50% of the tickets they required demanded they be given the tickets for the rest of their party.

In order for the children to go they allowed them to have one extra ticket; and four adults stayed down. But then; picture this
It’s a fecking mountain!!!!!! The women were wearing sahris and high heels. We were going to -2.

The oldest kid looked at the lift and said ‘I’m not getting in there with ‘them’. Get another one for us’.

The guide kindly explained it was with us or not. They got on.

‘oh my god it’s so cold’. Really?

‘where is the sunset?’

‘we have to walk???’

‘I’m so cold I want to go down’

‘I Never wanted to come up where can I go warm?’

We took our leave of the lovely Macarena (yes and we did shout ‘hey macarena’) and walked ourselves to the vantage point. Am not kidding you it was difficult.

Low oxygen; you had to gasp about four breaths to get one lungful... but the view was beautiful. The Indians reached the point about 10 minutes after us; and despite the sun setting; they occupied Macarena making her take numerous photos of the family; the kids of whom were all whining about being somewhere sooo cold’ and they never once turned and looked at the amazing sight behind them

The reds, the orange, the blues, the sea of cloud. It was stunning. Absolutely stunning and worthy of the leg ache and breathlessness.

We set off ahead of them so as not to listen to their shite anymore. And got back in time to get into the first cabin and sadly they did too - despite asking if they could wait for the next.

On the way down they talked incessantly over Macarena. And then said ‘can we go back up for the star spotting? ‘no’ said Macarena. It is sold out. ‘yes we looked on line but as we have been up... ‘no’ said Macarena.

Oh my god. Humans. . You do nothing to endear yourself to the world.