The journey begins when we leave the popular trail, sit down in a cheap local restaurant, walk at night to the ocean and do our shopping in a small shop where the salesman doesn’t speak a word in our language and we don’t know the names of the products he has on the shelves.

The most depressing sight I remember from Puerto Del Carmen was the beautiful “Costa” hotel near the beach. There are three swimming pools, hundreds of sun loungers and a real crowd of hotel guests basking in the sun like walruses on hot stones. Why depressing? Because 100 meters away, behind a glass fence, there is an extraordinary ocean and a beautiful, wide beach of Los Pocillos. Willingly sitting in a glass prison with a beautiful view of nature just outside the gate…