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Travel Blogs from Puerto Del Carmen
The car went back at nine in the morning.
The cleaner lady came with local music Cd's requested by Nitai, but he had wanted tapes not Cd's so I bought them instead.
It was good music, which we heard in the Arabic family's villa next door.
One was of Rosanna Arbella, a local girl, and the other was Pedro Guerra who was from one of the …
Our last day, hanging out on the beach and the beach side cafe, the Cafe Journal with its waiter Jaime who we invited back to the villa for a meal.
He came after work.
Nitai had ambitions, saying 'Keep off Jaime, he's mine' but it soon became clear it was me Jaime had eyes for.
He was young, only 24 or so, very handsome, short in …
The last day of being with our wonderful red Spanish car, Bonita as I called her, so we made the most of having wheels, exploring the south of the island.
We saw the viewing place of Fermes, then drove down to the spectacular beach of Papagayo, which could only be reached by a dirt road.
The beach was so lovely that we stayed there …
We hired a car, a nifty Spanish Marbella, and got on with exploring the island.
Rodrigo, the man who rented the car to us, was the first man I had actually felt attracted to on the island.
He was a handsome, decent chap, and typically Canarian in his looks.
He didn’t seem to mind that Nitai’s driving licence looked …
Despite Nitai having a hangover we went off on another expedition, driving to the Sunday market in Teguise, strolling past the many stalls, seeing fat African ladies in patterned flamboyant robes, two of them shouting at each other, nearly getting into a fight.
We sat at an outside cafe table watching Inca Peruvians making music.