I was on the beautiful Tenerife, mostly off line most times.
There had been very chaotic and controversial news about when and if and how People could fly back home. Flights cancelled, airports full, a mess. Lands were closing down, guests were confused and worried. Government had to decide what to do on the islands in the night…
Our hostel lady was preoccupied too.
I overheard some explanation in Spanish next morning about it was forbidden to go out there too now, packed my water and sandwich, and rushed out the door. It was my last day before, maybe, hopefully, flying back. What to do? Live!
My plan was to visit a Mountain I had fallen in Love with, and it had not been possible because of the Storm strong Wind blowing on the last days. Now or maybe never.
Even though police was already out checking, I managed to get away. I walked further and further away from the little city.
I spent a wonderful full day on the Mountain, and fell even more in Love with it.
Then eve came, and it got colder and Wind grew.
I walked on the Beaches as long as I could, hiding a little just in case…
Few cars around, some runners, some Dog walkers…
…approaching… the little city had fallen asleep, everything locked up.
Two supermarkets opened with lines of waiting People, and new rules…
All felt awkward, a strange movie, now it was reality. Creeps.
While waiting in line, suddenly I could hear clapping.
The clapping grew more and more.
“Yes yes, we are here, we are Living!”
“We are locked up, but together about this!”
The clapping said. What a relief!
It was profound, it was beautiful, it warmed my Heart, it made me happy.
Good Simple Medicine we can do Together in hard times! 🙂