La Graciosa

The most beautiful beach in Lanzarote is said to be on a different island, a little north.

They mean Playa La Francesa but we liked the Playa de la Montaña amarilla better.

The goal of tasting the waters of the Atlantic was thereby achieved, after walking some 10/11 km along the coast. Interesting to learn that all available bikes were gone or reserved for some important lady called Beatriz and that we should have reserved and got better info before even getting on the island. Islanders' mood is definitely not the best today.

Beautiful colours and plenty of empty spaces, we ended up in the good company of a French family carrying colour books, a Spanish trio of friends with benefits, a number of couples and a yoga-on-the-beach virtuoso.

Sylvester

The sky has been clear the whole day, the air chilly and sparkling, the winter sun shining as much as it could afford. Enough to make one regret that it's the last day of the year.

For once, a peaceful handover to the new year. No sensational discoveries, no exotic destinations, no exciting encounters.

In this hamlet on the side of a forgotten mountain in South Europe, a blood red sunset closes dramatically the show of another year in our lives. A good one or a bad one? If 2010 is the benchmark, outperforming was too easy a task. 

A number of memorable events, people and trips, sure - and a few others better to forget. Tomorrow will be a beautiful day and another opportunity for a beautiful start.

Happy new year

Buon 2011 da Marrakesh!