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A luxury dinner of ‘Peasant Soup’.

Chocolate box architecture.

Love this town.

Arches, statues and churches. All in one.

Signs of a local volcano.

Anyone would think a natural disaster is happening here.

The world is on fire.

Fire shoots 100’s of meters into the sky.

We’re in a towering inferno.

Headtorches and bravery. Everything you need to hunt lava.

That’s looks really really hot.

People are living in the shadow of the earth fury.

La Palma plays host to the ‘minis’.

It’s all calm at sea.

The valleys go up and up.

Foraging.

Fingers cross that rock doesn’t fall.

Lush green hiking.

One is small, one is far away.

Penny for your thoughts.

It’s all smiles once the up has been done.

Wall to wall green and blue.

Hi little fella.

Down, down, down.

It like walking in autumn.

Fingers crossed we don’t get a flash flood.

It could be a ‘Timotei’ moment.

The water is channelled away.

The potato harvest comes.

Does meat make a balanced diet?

There is light at the end of the tunnel.

A sad moment comes when Cerulean’s cake gets finished.

Cash!!!!

Rare Canarian balconies.

The hill is as angry during the day as it is at night.

The whole hill is oozing.

We find an ancient pyramid.

Preparation goes on and on.

Another day hiking high in the chilly hills.

Will this up ever end.

Cold and rain. It’s just like hiking in England

The wildlife is wild.

We find Fiona’s favourite environment.

How far south will this fresh produce last?

Some have coffee. Same haul stores.

We’re drawn to the volcano time and time again.

Photobombed.

We don’t want to be upwind of this.