We have been in Lanzarote for more than a week, and I kind of start to understand those tourists who fall in love with the Island and decide to sell everything and move to Lanzarote. I cannot blame them. I mean, it has been a dream to wake up every morning and to hear and to see the ocean. Then go to the kitchen and make morning coffee and look at how the sun rises over the sea. It is…
It’s early on Saturday morning and we are heading to Orly airport. It is 5 o’clock and we are already in the taxi. We haven’t completely woken up yet, and we act mechanically just to make it to the plane (and get that morning coffee). I’m always a little tense before we go on holiday. Too many deadlines before leaving. The night before I was finishing my text for my creative writing course and then cleaning up the house. But…
