going home

Packing up all the additional stuff we bought, was Nadines task and she mastered it. After checking out, we had a selfprepared small breakfast at the pier where Atlantic was throwing big breakers against the kaiwall, catapulting its spray five to six meter into the air and way above the wall. The sun was there and the whole scenery looked conciliable and friendly. A beer and an ice later, we went slowly back to our hotel, where we left our luggage. The nice lady at the reception called us a taxi to the airport and off we where. Good bye La Palma and let me say it with Arnies words: We’ll be back. Hasta la vista, baby!.

We climbed aboard our plane at dawn and we had plain view. During the flight we flew over several big cities, including Paris. I had a hard time using my pullover to keep the cabin light away from my lens but the plastic double glassed windows made a good shot impossible.