2013 January hols in Gran Canaria
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Desperate for a little winter sunshine Nigel and Joke defrost their toes in Gran Canaria |
View of morning coffee club from our balcony
Two people of a certain age enjoy that first wonderful cup of morning coffee, while soaking up some seriously good rays.
Geekery Rules! Have netbook, will travel.
Joke bravely takes to the water
... second thoughts were involved.
But once she was in, it took me ages to get her out again
... one happy middle-aged pool splasher disappears into the distance.
We took a quick break from the lazy poolside life by taking a VIP tour of the island.
Palm trees and sunshine ... its enough to cheer anyone up, whether you like it or not?
Apparently the colours in this cliff face are due to deposits of copper and sulphur
Joke and lots of rough volcanic scenery
Lots of view, and then some
We wind our way up to the stratosphere
Plastic greenhouses litter the scenery
More rugged stuff, and palm trees
Apparently this is where most of the island's water supply is kept
We wait around for someone to tell us what to photograph
Joke poses against more rocky stuff
More VIP milling around
My signature shadow
Dry as a bone ... but dead scenic
Nigel and Joke find somewhere scenic for a middle-aged cuddle
Lots of hairpin bends and scenic mountain villages
Joke stares out the window, trying not to think about the long vertical drop at the side of the road.
Cuddling sun worshippers
Life must be really quiet up here .... I bet that you could really get into yourself.
More "oohs and aaahs" echo round the mini-bus
Suddenly we get a view of the sea
Last stop and last chance for a cuddle
Late night stroll along the boulevard
But it was still nice and warm
The hotel pool looks inviting ... shame that you can't use it at night
Nigel throws caution to the winds, and immerses the ancient bod in the pool
... safe in the knowledge that he could warm up in the jacuzzi after climbing out
The long walk to breakfast
Post-breakfast sunning session - Nigel soaks up some good Science Fiction on his e-reader
For the exclusive use of bombers? I say, isn't that taking political correctness a little too far?
Miles of riverbed .... just no bloody river, what's THAT all about?
Meet Sean. He presented me with a scratch card and - whaddya know - I was a winner? Five hundred euros .... all I had to do was go to an office downtown and buy a time share in a local apartment (although Sean forgot to mention that). This is a popular scam, they tried it on me in Hong Kong ..... Note to self - get that "SUCKER" tattoo removed from forehead!
Last Updated (Tuesday, 12 March 2013 19:31)