Playa de Las Canteras

Las Palmas de Gran Canaria. The third largest Spanish city and where my late mother-in-law had a tiny apartment. We spent many happy holidays here.

This is my first visit for 16 years. So much has changed but it is eerily the same.

Joggers and early bathers. Slow to wake up and hard to find even a coffee before ten am.

Strangely run down but oddly charming.
Old bars and shops full of tat
Unusual creations on the sand. This morning there is this musical creation.