@brittarnhild
Only two days ago I was toddling around in my snow covered forrest on my new snow shoes. Today I walked barefeet on a warm lava sand beach.
From one end of the beach to the other. Then back again.
Our annual January week in Tenerife is meant to be medicine for my health. And part of it is moving, moving, moving. Like swimming. Like walking.
On my beach walk I met 7 years old Konstantin from St.Petersburg. He was busy building a sand castle.
And I stopped to shot this photo.
Construye un hotel, destruye un paraiso
As a tourist, what can I say? Terje and I love this beach because it is so quiet, so serene. But we come to Tenerife, we stay in a hotel, we are part of the destruction of a paradice.......
At the same time we leave money on the island, making sure we buy local food and local products when possible.
Eating in local restaurants for example.
At lunch time today we drove to a small fishing village where there were few other tourists, but a lot of locals. We had heard that there were amazing fish restaurants here, and while driving through the village in search for parcing, we saw that it had to be true. The locals were out, all on their way to the restaurant street.
The first place we tried was full, and had a long waiting list. Our next try was a lucky one though. We got a table and sat down waiting for the menu. A female waiter came over, started to ask us something. "Can you speak English" we asked. She looked at us, head shaking, and went away to find another waiter. He came, in in a combination of Spanish and English he took us over to the fridge counter. "Let me know what you want" he said and poited out the catches of the day.
We went for fried cabrilla and patata canaria.
And did not regret it!
