Energy to pull off visits to the ports on our own fizzled right after our first stop, when Joe came down with a nasty cold. We skipped a visit to Malaga, Spain so Joe could recover. We took a short walk in Arrecife, Canary Islands and strolled on the beach, dipping our feet into the cool waters of the Atlantic. That was all he could handle. One last stop remained before our ship headed across the ocean for seven days, and we tried to make the most of it: a day in Tenerife, Canary Islands.
The towering, 12,200’ Mount Teide, dropped to a volcanic landscape. The distance from the ship’s dock to Mount Teide National Park presented a challenge – but finding a few others who wanted to do the same trek and sharing transport seemed do-able – until it wasn’t. Joe was still recovering so we changed our strategy by reserving two seats on a cruise tour bus heading up to the park.
Joe rested and looked out the window. Beth snapped photos of the ever-changing landscape as the bus climbed from sea level to 8,000’. All the photos (below) were taken from the moving bus unless noted otherwise.
We’re sorry we didn’t get the opportunity to see Tenerife as we’d originally planned, but aren’t we lucky Celebrity offered us a backup tour? Seeing the mountain and volcanoes was definitely worth the tour excursion fee.