Saturday was looking like the apocalypse.


Saturday was looking like the apocalypse.
Is there a way to start a year recap without sounding cheesy or overly optimistic (or these days, apocalyptic)? I don’t think so. So I’m going to dive right in.
When I meet people who are new to Gran Canaria, and ask where they should go, I always tell them to visit Tejeda.
Tejeda is in the center of the island, tucked in the mountains. Getting there is not easy: you have to drive through narrow roads that should be one-way streets, roads with curves so strong they’d put camel humpbacks to shame.
This is a story about these three unfortunate events, in this order:
1. I wore a dress for a leisurely stroll in the sand dunes in Maspalomas.
2. I almost got first degree burns on my feet.
3. I had wardrobe malfunction in front of two tourists.
Allow me to explain.
Following your dreams is like walking into a crater. It’s all fun and games at first, but then, things start to get weird.