THE SUN CAME OUT AGAIN on my last full day in Lanzarote, most of which I spent hiking 12 kilometers (7-1/2 miles) along the crowns of four volcanic craters in the northern part of the island.
I signed up at my hotel for a trekking excursion with a multi-national group from Germany, Finland, Russia, and Belgium.
I didn’t intend to be quite that ambitious, but I was misinformed. I thought it was an easy 6 kilometers and that my fashion sneakers would do. I also thought it was on the other side of the island (the schedule recently changed, but the desk clerk didn’t know that). Anyway, it was spectacular, and I survived.
Even though I’m not a fan of the grab bag approach to blog posts, I’m going to stuff this one with a few of my favorite photos from the past couple of days in Lanzarote. These didn’t fit neatly into my previous narratives, but I’d still like to share them.
Above: My hotel, the Gran Melia Salinas, a real 1970s period piece
A cafe in the town of Teguise, with Moroccan-style tapas and WiFi
A typical Lanzarotean green door with sadly atypical bougainvillea. Oddly, though Mediterranean flowering plants grow here with ease, most houses are nearly barren of landscaping.
Cesar Manrique’s art is everywhere in Lanzarote. Above, the restrooms at the Jardin de Cactus
Porthole window at the Castillo de San Jose, the contemporary art museum in Arrecife
Exuberant explosion in a Manrique kinetic sculpture (called the equivalent of ‘wind toys’ in Spanish) at Mirador del Rio
Lanzarote has grown on me in just three days.