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And now for Lanzarote

We got quite a shock as we headed for the ferry to go to Lanzarote for the next few days, we had to drive through Corraloje and it was massive and heaving with people even pinker then me!!!   We both realised what an oasis Tindaya had been and how even while we drove around the Island of Fuerteventura ( that’s the advert reminder thing again) we had managed to avoid any large conurbations and lulled ourselves into thinking the islands were quite unspoiled spots!!! We were so shocked by the ‘big’ town we didn’t even stop to look around – we just drove round a mad one way system – several times it felt like, and got the next ferry out.


I was worried then that the place we would be stopping in Lanzarote would be like Corraloje and we felt really sorry to be leaving Tindaya behind with its braying donkey and goats in the next garden… The boat ride was wild and bumpy but we were able to sit outside – I wish I had covered my nose up, its very red now, - and we had no difficulty finding our way to  our next des res, and what a relief because that’s exactly what is it – its lovely… set in a smaller town area very near the airport but all low rise, all very pretty painted white mixed architecture and our gaff for the next 4 days is in a beautiful courtyard with three tall looming palm trees, a hammock, sun beds, and is really nicely laid out and decorated in a very typical Spanish way.  Its very different to last nights gaff but just as nice in a different way.

An added bonus is it is only about 3 minutes walk from the sea and the Playa Honda promenade which is pleasant stroll down the coast – mainly residential but with a sprinkling of bars to ease the walking! 
That’s what we did this afternoon – we promenaded and drank beer before finding a supermarket to restock essential and then falling asleep for an hour – we are turning into locals!!!
Our courtyard is such a pretty place to sit we have decided to have a picnic tea out there tonight instead of heading out looking for somewhere to eat, and then we will go find a beer later as a night cap.



The single disadvantage here is there is no internet, so I will be relying on excursions to post blogs and keep in touch. 

Tomorrow we are going to explore the north part of the island - I'll post next time we stop for mojitos...


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  1. Please tell me how you actually get in and out of a hammock? Maggs

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