Spain

Escaping the Cold (But Not the Sniffles)

OG

21 Jan 2016 • 3 min read

Dear reader,

Why freeze when you can sit in the sun in a t-shirt in January? Really, why? I'm so glad the authorities are with me on this and have arranged my stay here on the Canary Islands. So far I've only seen one of them (Gran Canaria) but I like it. Very different from my all-time favorite, Mallorca, but still quite nice. Unfortunately that doesn't seem to be a sure-fire bet against colds so Transportation, BabyPaw and I are all still sniffling like congested anteaters. But sea air is supposed to be good for that, right?!

They tell me this used to be a volcano. I'm pretty sure they made that up to justify the drive up.

Fine, yeah, it's pretty. Can I have a snack now?

We went to the main town, Las Palmas, for a bit and it was alright. The playgrounds could use some work if you ask me but they never do, do they? The tapas are huge, more like real plates. So the authorities are constantly moaning that they're full and they can't eat anymore. Wusses...

Some guy called Columbus used to pray here. Because it was conveniently located across the street from the house where he lived when he stopped by a few times on his way somewhere else. I wasn't really paying attention because there were some pigeons that were much more interesting but you get the gist.

Hanging out in the old town, La Vegueta.

I like that the houses here are all really colorful. And that the sun shines a lot.

But today we did my favorite thing yet: we went to the botanical garden. Not only were there ponds with frogs and ducks, there were tons of PINE NEEDLES! If you've never played in a bed of pine needles you don't know what you're missing. Really, go out and find one right now and tell me if you don't agree. Actually, don't tell me because I won't believe you.

Nothing to see here, just me and my pet balloon checking out the view.

There was a picture of lizards here but I didn't see any. *grumble*

Catering and me lost among the dragon trees.

Picnic time at the waterfall. Dinosaur cookies and raisins. Not to shabby.

One of these two just pooped his pants. Guess which one.

Tomorrow we're off to the next island, La Palma. (They're not very imaginative in the naming department here...) There's not much to do besides star-gazing apparently. I'll keep you posted!

Hasta la vista,
SmallPaw