Oh, these fishing dinghies are terrific! The fisherman live in poor stone homes with two or three rooms, and no facilities, and their old wooden boats are works of art. The small town on Mindelo is quiet, and typically windy. It is a Sunday so the normal pace has dropped to a crawl. There are are a few market stall taking advantage of the arrival of 2000 guests with nothing to do. But the locals are not overly friendly, our comfort is too evident. There are scrawny kids begging for a dollar, boney dogs , and some colorful Portuguese homes along the main streets., and the town beach was really dirty with old plastic torn bags of litter, a dead cat, dead wood and poor and narrow streets of poor homes….. Sat in spa bar for beer, early morning call to anna, then young Calvin, took us Baia Das Gatas where the fishing dinghies were amazing.
Beyond the Queen, was another Bay with a beach made of imported pale Sahara sand, and the sea was an unusual baby blue. The white sand in water, turning it milky.
The entire ships company, Ups and Downs, were enjoying the rough waves and the bar behind the beach.
Our visit to Tenerife, on the other hand was most disappointing. The island is very mountainous, rising to a surprising 12000 ft.volcano. Steep neighborhoods rise up behind the port area, the flowering jacarandas were lovely, but it was a bank holiday so it was as if the city was hung over. It was hot by midday, we had cold beer and tapas eaten in the shade at a street cafe…..thousands of English retire and holiday on the island, but all we saw was Santa Cruz……I need an attitude adjustment!