What? Pshopping is not a word? But it‘s crucial for the alliteration to work, so maybe let‘s blame autocorrect.
We drove to Güimar today, a town which hosts the Pyramids of Güimar.
Pyramids are everywhere. Well, no not everywhere – you won‘t find them in the vegetable selection of your local super market, for example – but although usually the ones in Egypt get all the credit, there are pyramids at other places, too.
Chichen Itza in Mexico, for example. There are a few more in South America, and it seems Tenerife also has them.
I‘ll leave it to you to read all about the hypothesis behind who created these pyramids, when, or for what purpose. All I can say is that they were asking an entry fee you‘d expect for a proper pyramid, know what I mean?
But it was most certainlly worth it. The place has a nice, peaceful energy and the setting is grand – the mountains in the background on one side, and the endless sea on the other.
Part of the „premium experience“ ticket we paid for was entry to some exhibitions (which clearly weren‘t as interesting, especially since one of them seemed to be occupied by a large group of pre-schoolers) and the Poison gardens.
Don‘t eat them, don‘t touch them, don‘t sniff them – generally a good advice, but in this case also a warning sign before entering said gardens. Well, it‘s early Spring and the flowers looked a bit like it. Still a funny experience, to walk in a garden where the plants might kill you.
Hey, and they even had a gift shop! But – no honey from the poisonous plants. Okay, then I‘ll have to make do with the Greek honey with very mildly hallucinogenic mushrooms, that I bought legally in the Museum of Mushrooms or some such in Meteora, and that probably contains absolutely no hallucinogenic substances.
Oh, and one thing: it‘s impossible to tell which bar, restaurant or cafe is open at which day of the week, and at which times. It‘s all very baffling. We didn‘t manage to grab a little bite to eat from anywhere else, so we went to the super market to buy bread, jamon and queso and had a picnic type of lunch at the hotel.
We also bought some more food to take back with us; mostly delicious roasted & salted pistacchios, and – surprise! – more jamon and queso.
Tomorrow morning the holiday will find an end, just like this entry.