Christmas Day was a long one. Isaac was up at 3am to open his presents, but wasn’t allowed to until 6. We had brunch at The Westin Hotel, along with 800 other expats. The food was excellent and extremely well organised. We didn’t have to queue for anything and the turkey was superb. We had to stay awake as we flew at 2am in the morning for Madrid, then onto Lanzarote arriving on the boat just after lunch and slightly knackered.
Today after a leisurely breakfast we drove all over the lower half of the island, going to the National Park at Timanfaya where we took a coach tour of the laval eruption that took place in the 1700’s. In order to preserve the integrity of the whole area you are not allowed to walk on the lava and are restricted to the coach for the tour, which is great for the environment, but not good for taking photos.
We followed this with a drive around the vineyards at La Geria, after a lunch of goat stew at an excellent local restaurant.
The island of Lanzarote is very stark with little vegetation but quite beautiful. I haven’t seen anything like it, except maybe the Atacama Desert in Chile. The fields are all planted in black soil. The locals use a semi circular wall around the plants to protect them from the trade winds and this also helps to retain the scant moisture that they receive from sporadic rain and morning dew. This creates magical geometric patterns in the landscape which I am itching to photograph from the air, but the wind was very strong today and that stopped me from flying. Hopefully it will die down a little and I can fly tomorrow as this place is screaming to be shot from above.