@brittarnhild
We see him every day, the tiny little Canary Island Chiff-chaff. As we were sunbathing near the pool yesterday, he, or may be it is a she, was sucking nectar from a blooming aloe vera close to my head. What a change from the other day when a talkative young man from Denmark was what I found close to my head.......the sunbathing area at the hotel is quite full these days and the chairs stand close to each other. That´s why we love to travel around, and lick the sun at more remote beaches. Like at the nudist beach, which has become our favorite over the years.......where we swim and sunbathe with our swimming suits on.
It is our last day today. Tomorrow we fly north again. To winter and snow, and according to what Terje reads online from our local newspaper, the most perfect conditions for cross country skiing. He can´t wait....... I can!
We did a hike in the desert down by Montana Roja yesterday afternoon. Brought with us a late lunch, a very simple one. Bread, water and two bananas. Sat on two stones to eat the food, with of course tasted delicious. Looked over the Grand Canary, watching the whimbrels.
Life is like that down here. You don´t make any special plans. You sleep late, well, Terje does. You swim. You bathe in the sun. You drive up in the hills for a coffee and some local sweet pastries. You go for a hike. You find a new fishing village when your stomach tells you it is lunch time. You get to know the young waiter at the restaurant where you eat your dinner. You buy a new handbag. You walk hand in hand.
You cameratalk with your grandson.......
.......and when time is due, you look forward to fly home.
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Other updated blogs:
Britt-Arnhilds dagboksblader - my online journal
Fløy en liten blåfugl - my birding journal, one new bird every day
and later today I plan to write a post in
