Due to a miscommunication, I ended up with 3 weeks off this month but nothing really planned.
I needed the sunshine, I needed the beach, I needed a break, I needed to Kitesurf.
but where to go?
I looked at Morocco, but the flight connections weren't any good and the accommodation was gonna cost over 900 Euros...WTF?
so, where else?
A colleague suggested Tenerife. hey, why not.
As luck would have it, the first week, no wind "but this never happens"
Really?
anyway, there was hiking, more hiking, drinking and more drinking. a little kite surfing, although to the trained eye it probably looked like an Australian being dragged around by a kite whilst attempting to drown, unsuccessfully!
As Always, I went there with no expectations and came away pleasantly surprised with what the island had to offer and what I got done.
but at least I had fun and now feel refreshed. Ready for some new challenges!
Next week I'm back to work for a lovely week o' nights, the seven nights of Christmas.
but before then I've got one thing to do on Friday.
The north coast |
At the top of Pico Viejo |
Getting ready for Masca |
Looking down from Montana Roja |
Sunny days! |