Gran Tarajal is very nice!
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Ellinor Ristoff Staffan Ehde
Sun 4 Nov 2012 09:49
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When you enter the harbour it is very clean and
organized (as long as you don't use the public toilets). When you see the
waterfront you might think this town is extremely boring, concrete buildings
that are far from the charm of an old fishing village. BUT, it is funny how some
of us travel around looking for that genuine old style fishing village and will
be disappointed from time to time.
After visiting Corralejo, this is a great
experience! Most of the Portuguese and spanish towns we have visited south
of Ria Arosa have catered for the tourist industry. Most of them failing leaving
uggly empty buildings and desperate people. Corralejo here in Fuerteventura
being the worst of all. Nothing is real, everything is aimed at the visitor to
make money. You cannot walk 2 meters without being interupted by some offer,
food, camelback riding etc etc.
Here in Gran Tarajal we are 10-15 boats that are on
our way to sail to far away places, then there are no other visitors. No
tourists only local people taking care of themselves. That is so great! Life is
going on and yesterday night, a saturday, it was party in the
village.
It all feels very remote, some jeeps, a big
floodlight, people bring their own wine, a guy that is singing along with a
computer orchestra. He is singing with a great voice and most songs have the
rythm of a horse riding. It seemes to be a lot of shooting going on in the songs
because he often sings the word PISTOLA instead of love. The guy sings and sings
without interuption, he is a pro!
Some couples dance, there are different
generations, some have nice traditional clothes some just a dirty T-skirt and
pants. You come as you like.
In a restaurant by the water there is a family
party going on, we take a chance to sit down and see if we will be served before
long and yes! The guy sweeps right at us and in SpanishItalianEnglish we make
ourselves understood, we get tapas, big Servesas, and the children can fool
around with other children at the waterfront (there is a beach with black sand
below). When they get their Pizza it is a great homemade one and precut and just
ready to take a slice and run.
There is a lot of noise, at the table next to us 6
gentlemen in their 80:s sort of talk, smoke and drink, one of them has a small
radio by his ear and listens to a football match, sometimes he yells advices or
is happy about a goal being made. By the same table two ladies sit with
big colorful dresses and we really wonder what relations we are seing.It is all
like sitting in a big opera. Tables are moved, people come and go, small
children are up and with their parents. It is 28 degrees centigrade even though
it is dark and we feel very relaxed.
The waterfront is bubbling with life. When we go
back to the boat we can still hear the guy singing and we can actually hear
every word, that is loud! But it does not matter, he is
real.
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