"When you start to look like your passport photo, you should go on holidays."
Journey: August / September 2020
This quote isn't quite as accurate as it could be but by the end of August 2020 I craved for some days off. My trip to Cuxhaven in July had not changed that. Now that our original trip to the US had been cancelled, we just wanted to go anywhere. It did not matter where actually. I just wanted to leave home and the country for a while, see something different, get rid of offices and colleagues. It was at the beginning of travel restrictions and it actually caught us too. We went there from a monday until thursday the week after and got declared covid risk zone on wednesday before departure. So after landing in Düsseldorf we immediately went to the test center. Luckily all of us were tested negative so it wasn't that bad but a very strange situation.
Why Gran Canaria? Because the canary islands looked quite prepared for covid when we booked in early summer. No high numbers, everything seemed okay. That changed quickly. We went to a hotel were my fellow travelers had traveled to since they were kids. I am not a huge fan of this because I don't like to be the one that doesn't know anything while the others know everything and have seen everything for a hundred times. But it was the only available option there and I just wanted to travel. I did not care much. One should not go there at the end of August anyway due to sand-laden winds coming from the African coast. It was hot and sand basically everywhere. That meant days by the pool which I usually hate (remember the Mallorca posting. This time was different though since we had rented a car for the whole week and a half and therefore could organize pool and car times better. And then again I just needed time off so I really enjoyed pool days too. Plus this hotelwas beautiful and spacious and nobody fought over sunbeds.
We had to wear face masks all day; on our way to the pool, to the restaurant, everywhere. Even outside in the streets, at the beach and in the car although we shared a room where we did not wear them. Every Jenny had to wear one while driving. That was kind of strange and actually a little ridiculous. We drove through mountain ranges and deserted places where we did not meet another soul and yet had to wear face masks. But we got used to it; had brought enough masks and washed them every few days. Travel memories in times of covid. One day our rental car was gone (Jenny had said we may weren't allowed to park there but did so anyway). That led to a tour to the local police station where we had to look for a cashpoint to get our car back. Lost half a day with that. And finally for the first time in my life I saw a thermometer which said 46 degrees celsius outside the car on a calima day up-country. Two days later we drove along for a second time with only 32 degrees this time.
Gran Canaria is a beautiful island and I really enjoyed our time there. We went nearly everywhere! Then again I've seen it now - I probably would not go there again. We may go again for another islands next time.
Pool & sunset. A beautiful and spacious place!
Pool by night.
Waves at the beach of San Agustín. One of my favourite photos.
Every trip features a photo of Jenny taking a photo. This time with face mask.
Reminds me of "Pirates of the caribbean". No Johnny Depp here but a big and ugly modern building next to it....
Palm trees on the beach and Martian landscape up-country.
This is Calima - a sand-laden wind coming straight from the African coast.
Rugged countryside with narrow streets. But then again Jenny masters all streets.
Caldera of Bandama wasn't as great as it sounded in our traveling guide.
Up in the clouds on the highest mountain, the Pico de Las Nieves. Very windy, very amazing! Pretty cold there too. Worth a visit; luckily there weren't many big tourist bussed when we got there.
The pretty streets of Puerto de Mogán. Favourite part of the journey!
If only my street looked like that....
Most amazing flowers in Puerto de Mogán. One of the most beautiful streets I have ever seen.
The beach at Puerto de Mogán.
The harbour od Puerto de Mogán (which of course means 'harbour'). Postcard picture!
Almost a little too much and cheesy right?