Our plane on the tarmac at Gatwick

Landing at Arrecife. Only two volcanoes visible

That is more par for the course - from the apartment balcony, seven volcanoes are visible (one is hidden behind the tree on the right).

See doctor fish. I like the bit that says they are banned in many US and Canadian states because "cosmetology regulations generally mandate that tools need to be discarded or sanitized after each use".

In Las Caletas are the two most important installations on the island. Above is the power station and …

… this is the desalination plant.

The story.

Sitting in Restaurante Asia, Calle Gran Canaria

I had decided that the five images before this one were unstitchable but I uploaded them to Google Photos and it did this brilliant job. Conversely there are several cases where I uploaded to Google in the hope of being stitched up and nothing happened.
I have now discovered Bimostitch which does an equally good job on files that you specify.

Note the yellow submarine.

The left hand ship is AIDAblu

AIDAblu

The right hand ship is AIDAblu

AIDAblu

It is of course mandatory that all pleasure submarines must be painted yellow and in this case the Beetles song was played as we were leaving the boat. (In naval parlance all submarines, however big are boats.)

Looking towards the stern

Looking towards the bow

Closer to the bow, we see that the "driver" has a forward facing porthole, cf. a proper submarine …

The commander of a proper submarine would be horrified at the thought of portholes and knows full well that the boat is controlled from amidships. This is HMS Oceleot, built in Chatham in 1960 and now back in Chatham on permanent display.

Picturesque and undeveloped

The guide book had warned us to arrive early to visit the mountain. We took its advice and were able to drive straight in. As we came away at 12:00, this is the queue!

The camel is the ship of the desert and on this ship, because of the uneven load, a bag of ballast has been added beside the girl on the left.

On the Sunday after our return, walking through Beddington Park, Wallington I suddenly realised: there is running fresh water; there are big trees and every bit of the ground is covered with vegetation!