01 January 2020

Lanzarote Living - Winter in the Canary Islands

We're in the Canary Islands.
An island in the Atlantic Ocean.

Somewhere southwest of Morocco.

White stone houses on volcanic hills.

The grapevines are planted low in little hollows in the lava.
Each hollow dug individually.
Waiting for moisture.

(Can you imagine how much WORK it takes - for just ONE bottle of wine?
And - the wine here is unexpectedly good -!)

We're on the island of Lanzarote.

Politically, the Canary Islands are part of Spain.
Geographically, they're part of Africa.

Columbus used one of these islands when he set off for America.

Who built this place, anyway?
It's pretty wild.

Volcanoes. Lots of them. Again and again.

Beaches are black sand.
Palm trees look like Dr. Seuss paintings.

Cactus plants seem to thrive with the lava.
They're really surprisingly bizarre plants.

There are random volcanic islands strewn about the place.

This is the view from our rented house.

It's a pretty inspiring place altogether.
Awfully quiet, too.

Not a bad place for drawing and painting.

Meanwhile, this is the scene back in New Mexico.

Kilian and friends - skiing in Taos.
Or trying.

Here in the Canary Islands, no snow. A little windy. 

It makes sense.  
I mean - we ARE somewhere out in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.
The winds have a chance to gather speed - starting from about Bermuda. 

No wonder there aren't many trees. 

Great for hiking. 

Walking. Thinking. 

Eating fresh seafood. 

Cool white towns with a smattering of odd nationalities running good restaurants. 
We talked to Italians, Brazilians (Brazil is closer than you think-) and Polynesian French.

It's an international community.

We rented 3 different places while there. This one was our favorite. Cheerful, easy and it overlooked the beach.

The best part: Great hiking trails!
Right along the beach, on the lava rocks.

Past tide pools and cactus plants.

Not my fault! Not my boat!

And the name?
Turns out the Canary Islands were named by the ancient Romans.
Canaria - from the Latin word for dog.

Not for the cute little birds.
Oh well.

This winter, we've been in the Canary Islands (1 month),
Morocco (6 weeks) and Portugal (1 month).

While in Morocco, we spent a month in Essaouira.

Then, after almost a month, we're off again.
Binter Canarias Airways to Casablanca.

No, I hadn't heard of them before either.
They weighed us each before we boarded. And our luggage.

It's a small airline. Small plane.

Life in lavaland - even without the canaries.

An old German saying: Everything has an end, only a sausage has 2.”

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