What are the volcanoes and dunes in Canary Island?

The most prosperous of the seven small islands in Canary is rich in products and densely populated. Even San Mao and Jose have lived here for a long time. The price of prosperity is that the southernmost beaches in Britain are really crowded with British people. The standard British accent at the front desk of a hotel is not the same as the stuttering spoken English of a native Spaniard.

Although politically owned by Spain, geographically, the Canary Islands are closer to the African continent. The nearest island, Etventura, is only 100 kilometers away from the African coast. It is warm and sunny all year round. Every winter, Europeans fly around like migratory birds and stay for several months.

British beaches are like another Yalong Bay. High-end hotels invaded and occupied this land from the seaside. Standing on the balcony of the hotel 10 floor, you can't see the sea. At first glance, there are brightly lit houses and neatly built turf. People eat in an underground cafeteria with a glass roof, and the beer and soda consumed per meal can fill a standard swimming pool.

More interesting than Sanya, there is a desert by the sea here. This strange sand dune extends several hundred meters inland. Perhaps it was an alien brought by UFO from the Sahara desert directly opposite the island many years ago. At noon 12, the sand in the sun was very hot, and finally 100 meters almost ran to the Atlantic Ocean.

At the moment when I finally put my foot into the sea, I was in no mood to look around. On the beach, sun umbrellas and loungers form a site, with groups of idle old people in the middle. The sea is warm, but no one swims in it. They just stood in the wind and let the waves beat themselves one after another. This beach is comfortable and gentle. No one just comes to see the scenery. People only think about the atmosphere. They are here, just like mint is in the toothpaste industry.

The guidebook says: The mountains in Grand Canary have the same scenery as the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and the magnificent scenery makes you forget that you are on the island.

Starting from the seaside, it took only 20 minutes to enter the territory of the mountain, spiraling all the way up, bypassing one hairpin bend after another, and the height rose to more than 1000 meters. The sea level was thrown out of sight. It's easy to distinguish people's identities-it's tourists who look pale and hold on to the handrail, and it's locals who speak Spanish and talk to the bus driver. I have to admire the driver, who can always talk and laugh when he quickly bypasses one corner after another.

It is the Ted Snow Mountain on the opposite island and the highest peak of the Canary Islands. There are no snow-capped mountains at night, only vaguely see the clouds surging on the sea, white, and the starry sky overhead is crumbling. There was silence in the mountains, except for the sound of the wind blowing through the pine trees. Occasionally a car passes by, like a small firefly jumping in a deep valley. Maybe that car is the only change here for years.

The only recreational activity is hiking. I asked the front desk of the hotel for the detailed route. I can walk to a camp in four hours and a strange stone in six hours, but there is no return bus and I need to walk back.

I first met Lan sallot in the movie "Broken Hug" by Amodova. The film is not wonderful, but the black and white scenery of Lan sallot Island, with Penelope Cruz Sanchez's red dress and the sad voice of the cat, has a wonderful chemical effect. Starting from gran canaria, I drifted in the Atlantic Ocean for seven hours, and then I finally saw this black island.

Lan sallot Island is different from any other island I have been to. The volcanic eruption many years ago formed this small island. Even today, even if people have lived there, there is no mark of destroying natural forces. The island is full of remnants of volcanic eruption. People use volcanic rock gardens to plant succulents in volcanic ash. All the houses are deliberately painted white, no more than three floors, as if to deliberately echo the cold island.

Most of the time, it was desolate and silent. After driving for a few kilometers, I couldn't see any town signs, let alone people. The landform of the Volcano Park was formed by the continuous eruption of more than 6 years in 1730 100, accounting for14 of the whole island.

Walking and cycling are strictly prohibited here, and tourist buses are only allowed to carry tourists around when the weather is good. Annular dead craters abound, and vast tracts of black volcanic magma and volcanic ash are endless, and there are no signs of life when you look around. The theme song of the movie Star Wars sounds just right in the carriage. Michael lost no time in telling us that the natural landscape of the Volcano Park is kept so well because of the strict regulations of the government: no immigrants are allowed in the Volcano Park, cars can only be parked at two scenic spots in the park, and there is only one tourist lounge in the volcanic scenic spot in the park, which has only one restaurant. After 6 pm, the park is closed, and all staff must be evacuated outside the park.

Even the only tourist rest place, its dark gray appearance is completely integrated into the rough impression of the volcano park, as if it were a UFO landing in this strange world.

It is said that the recurring black sand beach in Broken Hugs is also the inspiration for the whole movie. Black sand, cliffs, strong winds, huge waves, and strange green lakes behind them because of high salinity, while the Atlantic Ocean in front of us is as blue as a mystery, and white waves rolled back to yesterday. Standing here, I feel that the wildness of Lan sallot and the madness of Amodova are interlinked.