@brittarnhild
Another world. Another time.
We walked over to the black lava beach with our towels. I brought a book, Terje had some suduko to work on. The sun shone down on us, not too warm, but enough to meka my bones believe they were 20 again. A fishing boat came with the day´s catch. The music from the waves was like a symphony.
After a few hours we left our beach towels, put on some clothes and walked the few meters up to a little pizzeria.
It is two weeks since we came home from La Gomera, and it is time to start writing the travel tale.
