Natural disaster

 As most of you will be aware, I live on the Spanish Canary Island of La Palma. At the moment we are, what word can I use? suffering?  a natural disaster of a volcano.  Every island is volcanic, if experts are to be believed they emerged from the Atlantic some 20 million years ago, and indeed will ultimately return beneath the waves.

Fortunately, I live on the east of the island, and the volcano and subsequent lava tongue is on the other side, badly affecting Los Llanos, El Paso, Tazacorte ...and I fear Puerto Naos. 

Quite where it will ultimately halt is anyone guess, as guess is what even the science can do. 

Volcanic ash is everywhere, perhaps people will have a greater understanding of why the beaches on many members of this group of islands are black, and not the inviting golden sand of say Fuerteventura. 

Anyway, if the colour of the sand is all I have to worry about, I have no worries.

 

 

 

Music maestro...... please.

 The beaurocracy (spelling?) is almost exquisite. Dealing with the local authorities, in this case, a subsidied bus ticket, is proving, well can I say a challenge? 

For reasons hidden behind, what I assume, are charming smiles, the funcionarios pass the caller from one extention to another, which in itsself is not quite surprising, just like the famous, in the meantime listen to some music, but when you have to wait six weeks, and still no ticket, or indeed hope of that coveted solution.

However dear reader, remember if you will, this is La Palma, the beautiful island, where the pace of life is slow and stop. Something arriving holiday makers do not really notice, but when a foreigner (like me) elects to spend the autumn years on this, or any other part of the archipeligo, the quirky way of life can be frustrating,

If you can accept the law of mañana, which reads "Mañana is not necessarily tomorrow, but it´s certainly not today!", you have passed the first test of reason. 

In the meantime, please listen to some music.

 

Tenisca 1 - 3 Las Palmas C

 

Just wondering what to do today,,,,the sun is shining (of course), the temperature is on the way up, and noon approaches, at speed.

Retirement can be a bit strange, just like a never ending holiday. I´ve been on holiday for almost fifteen years!

I have travelled quite extensively, not just tourism but educative, I like to think. 

Now, I look across the Atlantic to Argentina, and the project of recovering the railways after abandonment of some twenty years. An absorbing challenge, but I suspect my ageing frame will decline such an adventure.

So continue with my language struggle and, of course photography while fiddling with eloquence in my native English.

But I am so lucky, living in the mountains of  La Palma, barely touched by the dreadful COVID19 virus. 

So life trundles on,,,enjoying my luck, my retirement.  

en tenisca