The trip from Puerto de la Cruz to Gran Canaria was a relatively straightforward one..taxi back to santa Cruz along it's jammed dual carriageway motorway...I would so love to know where everyone is going in the island, as no matter the day and time the roads are so busy. Then a little wait at the ferry terminal mostly spent trying to get my charger to work and trying to work outwhere my bike would be going on the ferry as no one had actually said yet. In the end it went in the back with the cars. There was no cage for it and it was out int he open so to speak but I figured that if someone stole my bike or even my bags I would actually feel sorry for them for making such a duff choice and then be happy that I would get the insurance money from it. Though that is not quite true as I am quite sentimentally attached to the old bike.
Being with bike meant I was pretty much first on the ferry and had the choice of seats. So of course I headed to the front and took pole position with a great view out the front. Not that there was a huge rush for the seats..compared to the other ferries I had been on this one was most civilizedly deserted..a perk of them doing 5 or 6 runs a day. They are the only company to do 'high speed' trips between the two, and between the nearer points ie Santa Cruz and Puerto de las Nieves. Watching Gran Canaria get closer was just such a sight for my tired eyes. Through a slight haze you could see the mountains to the south and maybe two or three white villages to the north. After the continual buildings on Tenerife this looked more like it and I may have fallen for it slightly on first glance. Already up there with Ronda and I had not even set foot on land yet.
The port was just as endearing in land though...it's not pristine nor the most picturesque..it is a working port and fishing village after all. But it still took my breathe away. The town itself is small and is a white village...but with a touch of the Greekness in it as the white was trimmed with blue. But it is the back drop that does it. I could sit watching these mountains for hours. They are quite unlike ones on the mainland as they are topped with trees. But wow. While coming close to them in the ferry I was confused...there was meant to be a road down the coast but it seemed the mountains just came down and hit the sea. It was only on land that I saw the road cut into the mountains weaving it's way along the coast. My ideal type if road.
The port is renowned for it's fish restaurants and people come a long way for the food here. So plan for the first night was to have a wander and then eat on the beach. Oh I had forgotten the sunsets. Seriously there are no words, it was so stunning and lasted about 45min or so. Looking out to see you can also see el Teide with his halo looking impressive on the horizon. I think perhaps Monday is a big night here..the restaurants were quite busy and there was also the slightly disconcerting fact that where ever you looked the local oldtimers were there perched on whatever thing they could use as a seat. I'm sure there is a horror movie about that somewhere..
Oh my hotel is lovely...well the room is nice, but the staff are lovely and just so keen to help out in anyway. Even their mails before I arrived were amazing and I might keep as a benchmark of what customer service should be. Even when the man said WiFi was 1€ a day..and I made a joke sigh (1€ is not bad, not free but not bad) he came by later and gave me a code for free. He also spent about half an hour putting together an info pack for me when I asked about specific trips/places. But! Best of all Is the roof terrace. Oh! Stunning. It looks down on the port and the mountains, has sun lounges , hammocks, showers and tables. Heaven.
I had been wanting to cycle here after reading in Tenerife and now seeing that 'coastal' road more so but I slept really badly again and was back in the broken zone. The forecast 25kph wind with 50kph gusts did not help either. I would love to be able to cycle now here, but I know it would not be fun with the way I am right now. My left knee is so painful in the night and both legs can barely get me up the stairs to the terrace. Plus..I have already earmarked this place as a come back to place so it is not the end of the world just to enjoy it as it is sans bike.
Being awake very early after a bad night..there was some sleep as I have memories of a night mare about being a witness to a mass murderer..
It would be explainable if I had been watching any movies. But since I was writing it all down in the dream I can only assume there is some very subconscious connection to writing this blog! So scaring the breakfast staff by being up so early, trying to going back to sleep and giving up I headed out for a wander. And apparently I wandered into what you do here. 'first' thing in the morning ie 8/9 ish..what you do is go for a walk along the sea front promenade. Not only that but you either go for a swim or use the outdoor gym equipment that are placed along the path. It was for the first time in i can remember where I was out of place NOT being in lycra. Quite bizarre! It was quite cloudy today so my plans of just crashing in a hammock were foiled..and actually for the first time in a long while I spent most of the day asleep. As I said I would love to be exploring but I can only do what is actually possible in this state..which is pretty much sod all. But better to embrace it rather than feel frustrated by it.
Tonight in town it's really quiet. Not sure why..perhaps people just come for a long weekend or something. I of course made the most of it and got a table with the best view. The oldtimers aren't out either. I think Monday is a kinda extra weekend day or something.
Tomorrow I have half a day or so before heading back to Tenerife..undecided what to do so will see how I sleep..last full day away though...