a travel blog by renata green
There are actually still a couple of majestic structures reminding the visitor that the small yet picturesque town of La Oliva used to be of high significance for Fuerteventura in Ye Olden Days.
Whether the coronel’s former mansion Casa de los Coroneles, the old granary Museo del Grano La Cilla, or the church Nuestra Señora de la Candelaria – the little town between Corralejo in the west and El Cotillo on the east coast is basically like an outdoor museum.
This Way to the Whole Story ->It was in June when I booked a flight to the Canary Islands. It was on a Wednesday that I landed at Gran Canaria’s international airport south of the capital Las Palmas. This city would be my base, however, it had to wait another night for me. The first day was dedicated to Agüimes, a small town about 30 minutes inland at the foot of the island’s famous mountains.
Agüimes is very picturesque, however, there is not that much to do. I spent the afternoon walking around, awing and taking pictures of alleys and well-maintained houses, and many statues telling stories about the town’s history and culture. Then, the next morning, I wanted to walk to the famous Barranco de las Vacas, a gorge with rock formations as beautiful as those in Utah.
And then it happened. I broke a leg.
This Way to the Whole Story ->