And in that mindset, I sat down in an ocean-facing modern concrete bench and I asked myself how many times had I appreciated, or even noticed, how exceptional it is to snack on local tropical fruits while contemplating the sometimes calm, and sometimes furious Atlantic Ocean sitting on lava rock, dark as coal? How many times have I hiked in the ancient rainforests of Canarian laurisilva, not realising the miracle that is to have them intact, for our own, free enjoyment?
The landscapes, the vegetation, the scents, the food… Tenerife, the Atlantic subtropical island located off the coast of Morocco, is a tourist magnet, but I feel its nature as a melting pot of cultures is inexplicably little-understood. The archipelago has its own idiosyncrasy and together the islands epitomise many worlds of their own. With four spectacular –and very different- National Parks, including the highest peak in Spain, a UNESCO World Heritage city, ancient rainforests, volcanos, dunes, stunning beaches, arid and lusciously green landscapes, exquisite fresh produce and a rich gastronomy and wine tradition, the Canaries seem to be a microcosm of the best the world has to offer.