Santa Cruz de Tenerife Opera House….
A magnicifient building clad with tiny white mosaics tiles, glittering in the sunshine.
A magnicifient building clad with tiny white mosaics tiles, glittering in the sunshine.
Problem solving must be easier near a pond in sunshine….
Tenerife Tropical gardens in Puerto de la Cruz are something else
firmly grounded..
Could make a beautiful necklace, but on reflection too heavy
Gentle descent
Robert in reflecting mood
flowers are commonplace here.
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Cesar Manrique designed the local public outdoor pools.
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Not bad for €3 per day. We did manage a few hours relaxation by the pool between the preparations
We were there!
Mount Teidi - extraordinary landscape
We hired a car for 4 days. Between taxying to and from The South Airport, touring the Island, shopping in Ikea (Yes, in Tenerife) Carrefour, fuel runs etc. we managed to see a lot.
14th Oct. The start of the Rally. The nearer we got to Departure date the more frenzied the activities. There was an excitement and some anxiety in the air. Trolley loads were being pushed along the pontoons. Daily visits to the chandleries by the skippers for yet more parts (spares or replacement), whilst the women compared their shopping lists just in case they have forgotten something vital in the food department. We are no longer a 3 cabin boat but one with a main cabin with 2 garages. Chris’ argues that whichever country we visit, the locals don’t starve. “It might be different, not to our liking but we can adjust. We are only at sea for about 6 weeks” I will remind him of those remarks when he runs out of beer, wine etc. Hardly likely as we have enough victuals aboard to last us 6 months!
2 days before departure Chris’ bike decided to literally crumble under the human and heavy shopping weight. Cycling behind him 1, suddenly, noticed that his wheels were non-longer moving in line. An examination revealed that a major crack a formed around the frame. Between emotions of wishing to throw it in the sea and finding a competent aluminium welder to restore his expensive investment, Chris pondered (with other skippers), whilst I lamented the loss of his wheels ashore. Freddie (The local aluminium welder who was working on John Palmer’s(the great train robber) boat) came to the rescue and did a marvellous job, tested many times during our few hours left in Santa Cruz.
At last the departure time came, with all boats and crews scurrying aboard trying hard to remember all instructions in French (hard for the non French-speakers), times, names of boats together with their crew, not forgetting to make the last contact with home.
Chris and I went to an amazing local restaurant, previously tested, to celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary a day early.
We hired a car for 4 days. Between taxying to and from The South Airport, touring the Island, shopping in Ikea (Yes, in Tenerife) Carrefour, fuel runs etc. we managed to see a lot.
14th Oct. The start of the Rally. The nearer we got to Departure date the more frenzied the activities. There was an excitement and some anxiety in the air. Trolley loads were being pushed along the pontoons. Daily visits to the chandleries by the skippers for yet more parts (spares or replacement), whilst the women compared their shopping lists just in case they have forgotten something vital in the food department. We are no longer a 3 cabin boat but one with a main cabin with 2 garages. Chris’ argues that whichever country we visit, the locals don’t starve. “It might be different, not to our liking but we can adjust. We are only at sea for about 6 weeks” I will remind him of those remarks when he runs out of beer, wine etc. Hardly likely as we have enough victuals aboard to last us 6 months!
2 days before departure Chris’ bike decided to literally crumble under the human and heavy shopping weight. Cycling behind him 1, suddenly, noticed that his wheels were non-longer moving in line. An examination revealed that a major crack a formed around the frame. Between emotions of wishing to throw it in the sea and finding a competent aluminium welder to restore his expensive investment, Chris pondered (with other skippers), whilst I lamented the loss of his wheels ashore. Freddie (The local aluminium welder who was working on John Palmer’s(the great train robber) boat) came to the rescue and did a marvellous job, tested many times during our few hours left in Santa Cruz.
At last the departure time came, with all boats and crews scurrying aboard trying hard to remember all instructions in French (hard for the non French-speakers), times, names of boats together with their crew, not forgetting to make the last contact with home.
Chris and I went to an amazing local restaurant, previously tested, to celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary a day early.
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