Canary Potatoes for Lunch!

Up at 0415, winter boots and jeans left in the boot and off to the terminal. Given many travel horror stories of late, the journey went calmly and like clockwork. Everything on time and someone with our name on a board waiting at arrivals to whisk us straight up over the new road that bypasses the dunes to our hotel. So by lunchtime we were eating Canarian Potatoes and looking at this view!