Grand Canaria round trip

While travelling we imagine how certain places look like. Have some expectations and visions of what we want to do.
Some people look for touristic enclaves, artificially created for entertainment. Streets full of pubs, restaurants, little shops and night clubs. Beautiful white sandy beaches stock with European tourists lying next to each other like sardines in a can.

I came to Gran Canaria in search of peace and quiet. Charming little towns, beautiful views to contemplate and simply to enjoy life.

What I discovered is a cheap way of travel. Sleep in hostels, caves or tents , meeting people from all over the world brought to the same place for different reasons.
So answering to all questions “what is your plan? Where are you gonna WORK? What next?
My response is simple – travel, work in exchange for bed and food. Go to as many places as I can work at, meet new people and cultures, collect my experience and unforgettable memories :-)

Just came back from an island round trip. Had amazing tapas dinner on rocky entrance to the Puerto de Mogan, watching sunset. Drove through Tejeda to Artenara, where I slept in a cave. On 1777m above the sea level it may be cold (5⁰C), so the best way to keep us warm was to drink a bottle of canary rum, watching stars till 4 a.m. And a shower with such a view you cannot compare to anything.

Bit of sightseeing, twisted roads and views that take your breath away. Splashed in the ocean and tapas dinner with newly met hostel guests. Bottles of wine on the beach and long hours of exchanging experiences.

Ciao!

p.s. heard once “you have a great water pressure in the shower”. Not knowing how to respond, thanked as it was a compliment. After recent travels finally understood and appreciated  it :-)

Appreciate what you have. Enjoy every day of your life like it was the last one. Peace

Just an ordinary day

Moved from Roch’s friend flat to a Beach house. No swimming today. Whole coast is full of jellyfish.

Started looking for a job, which may not be easy. Especially in low season in Las Palmas. Still applied for couple positions and it made me feel better. After so intense day, there was a time for a walk along the coast and espresso, of course.
Time to unpack my bag and get some food. Just an ordinary day to enjoy :-)

Travel Expences

Two broke girls keep their books, so decided to show you how travelling can be cheap and fun.

Always cost at the beginning are higher but take a look. I’ll be updating this post so you can experience it yourself.

39 E – 2 nights in a San Fernando hostal (the cheapest option if you don’t have anyone to sleep you over in Playa del Ingles)

17,5 E – Spanish pre-paid SIM card with Spanish no. (7,50 starter + recharge)

12 E – food (including eat out once)

5,6 E – bus from Maspalomas to Las Palmas (approx.60km/37 miles)

5,5 E – taxi to the beach house (walking distance)

20 E – fancy food shopping for two, including alcohol that I’m having right now ;-) +tapas

El Warung Beach House

Calle Partugal 69 – Beach house. This is a place I’m staying currently. Front line little beach house, simple with nothing but few beds, kitchen, bathroom and, of course, wifi :-) They also have bikes and surfboards.

First thing we did was having espresso and headed to the beach. 4-7ft high waves, onshore wind and jellyfish did not gave me any chance to go in to the ocean. Still enjoyed my time watching people struggling to go in for a swim ;-)

Fish and a bottle of white wine for dinner. Then tapas, I made and film night with 2 Americans, German and stoned Spanish guy. “Coriolanus” – wouldn’t recommend it for a late night show.

Day started from long shower. Had to scrub 2-day rinsing-type shower at a San Fernando Hostal in Maspalomas. Black coffee and eggs for breakfast, emergency cycling to another hostel at La Isleta. Back “home”. Time for… yes, CERVEZA and some food.

Life can be great, when you don’t expect anything special from it ;-)

Playa del Ingles

First day on southern part of GC. Playa del Ingles/Maspalomas/San Fernando – more gay people. No wonder, it’s a gay parade going on :-) Spent whole day walking, looking for a place to stay, struggling with my thoughts, hesitation and a flu. Exhausted and with raised temperature had a burger in British bulldog pub and went straight to bed. 

New day has come and yet no perspective or idea for nearest future. Time’s running, need to check out at 12. No chance for finding pisco comaprtido, even less chance for finding a husband ;-) Time to make a move. 

15 minutes to go, no clue what to do next and suddenly Roch, a friend from primary school, text me “hey, you can stay at my hostel in Las Palmas. Work for me in exchange for food and a bed.” At first, wasn’t convinced. I mean I need to earn money (how typical for city people). But the second thought was “yeah, why not. Don’t need to pay for anything, still got some cash on my bank account. This will be perfect opportunity to learn Spanish, basic surfing and enjoy time off.”

So I packed my 15 kg -hand luggage (33 pounds), found a gua gua stop and in 20 mins was on my way north to Las Palmas. 

Little villages on a way reminded me of Cabo Verde. After 1,5h drive finally reached the capital of GC, had one of the most amazing sandwiches I’ve ever had and rushed to meet Roch.