
Balcony
El Guincho-Icod de los Vinos
Tenerife
In the morning we head to our final refuge.
It turned out to be a small studio apartment again, in an ordinary residential high-rise building.
The view was very beautiful. Below, the ocean roared, waves crashing against the rocks.
We sat on the balcony, drank tea, and ate pineapple, cookies, and dates. And we were in no hurry at all.
We were so tired yesterday that we simply wanted to sit and do nothing.

Balcony

View from the balcony
Only by evening did we finally get ourselves together and walk to the beach. The beach was in the Tenerife style - black sand, murky water, people, high-rises.

Beach
We sat on the rocks for a while and then went home. Near our house, we found a path that ran off somewhere far along the shore. We decided to take a walk.


View of our house (with orange accents) from afar. The day flew by. The vacation is ending….