It’s 7 a.m. in the morning and I am in the 103 bus in my way to work. I’ll change it with 110 in Santa Cruz and if nothing unusual happens at about 8.45 I am in Playa de las Americas where the working office is.
There are days when I imagine the vulcano erupting, a tsunami hiting the island or a powerful tropical storm turning all upside down and making us all vanish. Then at about 7.15 the sun explodes all of a sudden and I see only butterflies and hopes.And morning clouds and a blinding sky.
This is how the bus waiting looked like a few minutes ago:
All night long I was thinking how to go up to Teide to see the Supermoon and the sky and the galaxy. How does a human feel under a stars shower? This night and the next one are crucial to go there if I want to stop wondering and just experience it all.
My good friend here did, though and his pictures from last night are stunning. See yourself how it’s all up there at almost 4,000 m altitude at 2 a.m in the morning.