Barren.
Black-brown, reddish brown, pitch black and a bit of bright red.
And bone-dry.
That was our first impression of Lanzarote, one of the Canary Isles, west of the Moroccan coast.
The (Spanish) Canary Isles are a very popular tourist destination in Holland. No wonder: it's only a four hrs. flight, it's cheap and it's lovely warm weather all year round.
So when winter came and we very very much wanted to have a bit of a rest (and get away from it all - Holland in November is not the place to be and you've got a whole dreary winter ahead of you!) we opted for these isles and pref. not the touristy ones.
Hence Lanzarote, where we arrived early one morning with a booklet full of tips, must sees and must eats. So you're in for a lot of wonderful and amazing stories, I promise!
Early that morning - 8.30, we had started at Schiphol at 3.00 AM - we got out of our plane and inhaled scents similar to the tropics in dry season.
We nodded to each other: this we could deal with.
The bus to our holidaypark drove from the barren land via a couple of brand new and deserted highways into streets upon streets of small, white, angular houses: the residential areas (or habitaciones, as they are called in Spanish). Then, near the sea, massive, multy-storied hotels. The ones with five pools and bars alongside them. Next a view of a typical tourist street with souvenir shops, money changers and cheap restaurants. And finally to our destination, a recently built park of 250+ apartments, a swimmingpool, a couple of villas, entertainment in the evenings and it's own, huge, water treatment plant (tucked away at the very end of the place).
There we were told our apartments would be ready at 1 o'clock. Or perhaps a bit later. Right.
We arranged our rental car to arrive in 15 mins and were off for our first trip.
We saw the barren inland, the volcanoes, the lichens and succulents that manage to grow there and we ended at the northernmost point of Lanzarote where we had a breathtaking view of the ocean. That's for my next blog, so read on!
(the little humps on the photos are volcanoes. On the island - 65 x 25 km. - there are a whopping 300 of them. So it's really a place like nowhere else in the world!)
Black-brown, reddish brown, pitch black and a bit of bright red.
And bone-dry.
That was our first impression of Lanzarote, one of the Canary Isles, west of the Moroccan coast.
The (Spanish) Canary Isles are a very popular tourist destination in Holland. No wonder: it's only a four hrs. flight, it's cheap and it's lovely warm weather all year round.
So when winter came and we very very much wanted to have a bit of a rest (and get away from it all - Holland in November is not the place to be and you've got a whole dreary winter ahead of you!) we opted for these isles and pref. not the touristy ones.
Hence Lanzarote, where we arrived early one morning with a booklet full of tips, must sees and must eats. So you're in for a lot of wonderful and amazing stories, I promise!
Early that morning - 8.30, we had started at Schiphol at 3.00 AM - we got out of our plane and inhaled scents similar to the tropics in dry season.
We nodded to each other: this we could deal with.
The bus to our holidaypark drove from the barren land via a couple of brand new and deserted highways into streets upon streets of small, white, angular houses: the residential areas (or habitaciones, as they are called in Spanish). Then, near the sea, massive, multy-storied hotels. The ones with five pools and bars alongside them. Next a view of a typical tourist street with souvenir shops, money changers and cheap restaurants. And finally to our destination, a recently built park of 250+ apartments, a swimmingpool, a couple of villas, entertainment in the evenings and it's own, huge, water treatment plant (tucked away at the very end of the place).
There we were told our apartments would be ready at 1 o'clock. Or perhaps a bit later. Right.
We arranged our rental car to arrive in 15 mins and were off for our first trip.
We saw the barren inland, the volcanoes, the lichens and succulents that manage to grow there and we ended at the northernmost point of Lanzarote where we had a breathtaking view of the ocean. That's for my next blog, so read on!
(the little humps on the photos are volcanoes. On the island - 65 x 25 km. - there are a whopping 300 of them. So it's really a place like nowhere else in the world!)
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