Do you remember 1967, when the infamous “Summer of Love” in San Francisco
made headlines worldwide and everyone wore flowers in their hair?
That was the year my mother took me to Puerto de la Cruz on the island of Tenerife, in the Canary Islands for the March school break. We were living in Germany then and travelled extensively. I was twelve, “going on 20”.
These islands were formed from volcanic rock and have some fascinating vistas. Unfortunately, my personal photos didn’t capture much of that, but you can see more details here.
The first thing that struck me was the interesting mix of Spanish and African cultures. Strains of Flamenco music wafted through the open bar doors while people rode on camels through the streets. We fit right in among the mostly German and British tourists.
Most afternoons, there was a stop at the Cafe’ de Paris on the main promenade for traditional German “Kaffee und Kuchen”, (coffee and cake). I especially enjoyed this, because of the young, handsome waiter who always flashed me a dazzling smile. To this day, the dark Latin types appeal the most. I even married one!
While wandering about, we discovered a quaint little bar with Flamenco dancers. I can’t remember the name of it and wonder if it’s still there. The furniture was all hand carved and there was a small bull ring out back, complete with a live bull, available for “jousting” with the patrons. He was old and tame, so it was completely benign.
My favourite song there was Los Beta Quartet’s version of “Guantanamera”. I bought the 45 as a souvenir and still play it on the turntable, occasionally. The memories come flooding back!
My mother purchased a lovely oil painting of Flamenco dancers at one of the many colourful bazaars, but only after much haggling. (She was good at that!) The seller’s comment, accusing her of being a “rich American” who only wanted to cheat him, had me doubled over with laughter! It’s hanging on my bedroom wall today and makes me smile whenever I look at it.
Our most fascinating tour was a day trip (by plane) to the Spanish Sahara in Africa. (It’s now known as the Western Sahara.) We were taken by taxis to a Bedouin camp, just south of El-Aaiún.
The Sheik himself served us tea. Lunch was roasted camel meat on a stick. It smelled awful and I buried mine in the sand; in hindsight, a regrettable move. Wish I had been a little more adventurous!
After lunch, we were treated to a display of traditional Bedouin dancing and encouraged to join in. I was the youngest person there and got roped into it by the rest of the group, much to my discomfort. Again, that sense of adventure was lacking and I didn’t fully appreciate the experience.
I’ll never forget March 1967. One of the most memorable trips of my life!
SALUDOS AMIGOS!
(Originally written for Boomeresque’s “Travels Down Memory Lane” blog carnival in 2013.)
Do you have a favourite vacation memory? I’d love to read about yours too, in comments below.
Happy trails!
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41 thoughts on “PUERTO DE LA CRUZ AND THE SAHARA DESERT”
When we are teenagers we think we are adventurous but we are not:) I wonder if you did go back, how much has changed. I have so many favourite vacation moments. I remember so much when my mom took my brother and me (is that right??) to Salzburg, Vienna and Graz. My eyes opened up and I fell in love with the culture, the art and the mountains. I was only 8 (1972) but so much stuck with me
True, Birgit! I would love to go back now! I’ve seen photos and the big difference is more and larger hotels, but the spirit of it seems unchanged. (Yes, “my brother and me” is right. 🙂 ) Austria is such a beautiful country! Those memories will stay with you forever.
One of my favorite poems to write was about the Summer of Love… Your adventures were far superior to mine… What a great trip this must have been for you.
It was an amazing trip, Myke! Still, I’d love to read your poem. Is it on your blog?
I loved reading about your special trip to such a fascinating place, all from the view of a 12 year old. You were lucky to travel so much as a young person and learn so much about other countries. It certainly gave you an appetite for travel and we always enjoy reading about your experiences.
One of my best trips was going to Europe in 1985 and visiting Germany, France, England, Austria and Italy. I went on some of those bus trips given for the military at Lahr. My girlfriend was working for the radio station and invited me to come visit her. We went to Italy and to Austria together. She was fun but annoying and weird at times. Oh well. Made it memorable remembering how she went after our waiter in Rome and had a fling with him. Also I met up with a boyfriend stationed in the Golan Heights (who quickly became just a friend) and we traveled through France and England camping. I got very sick of looking at fly fishing shops as he was completely obsessed. He even sold his camera equipment to buy and old fly fishing book. He was a bit nuts.
Hi, Cathy; Yes, I had some fantastic travel opportunities and that trip was the highlight of my life for many years. 🙂 I’m glad you enjoyed reading about it. Your trip also sounds amazing, despite the “weird” companions. Italian men are SO easy! LOL Looking at fly fishing gear while travelling through Europe must have put a damper on things for you.
Your love of this island makes me want to go back too. Great report, and what a cute 12 year old – going on 20- you were! When I was 12, I was going on 9. I never wanted to grow up. lol Another thing that I personally love about Teneriffa is the climate. It’s about an even 75-80 degrees all year round. Incredible!
Ah, so you know exactly what I’m talking about, Angelika! This was a definite travel highlight and I’d love to go back as well. 🙂 I was always mature for my age, as a child. (Now I’m regressing! 😉 ) People would say I sounded like a miniature adult. We were in Teneriffa in March and it was incredibly hot – 90s. I remember getting a bad sunburn, after spending a day at the ocean-side swimming pool complex. Glad to know it’s usually more temperate there.
What an experience especially at your age! Sounds like a great time. I wonder how much it has changed now?
Arlee Bird
Tossing It Out
So true, Lee. This trip had been the highlight of my life for many years! 🙂 I’d love to go back and find out how much it’s changed.
Great post ! Your trip was really interesting. Thanks for sharing your experience with us.
Glad you enjoyed the post, Mellisa. Thanks for visiting! 🙂
Lovely memories of an amazing holiday, Debbie – thanks for sharing them with us – really enjoyed the pictures and videos. I haven’t travelled very widely and have no holiday memories to compare with this, I’m afraid! I went to Istanbul with my parents when I was a kid, but don’t remember much about it apart from the locals making a huge fuss of my blonde-haired younger sister! We holiday in the UK these days because of the dogs, which we can’t bear to put in kennels 🙂 Often have a great time in Scotland – saw dolphins and seals on our last trip, which was a treat.
Thanks again for a great share 🙂
Sue
One of the most memorable holidays I’ve had, for sure! Glad you enjoyed it, Sue. 🙂 Istanbul must be a fascinating place. We’ll be visiting Ephesus in Turkey as part of our Greek islands cruise next month. Can’t wait!
From what I’ve seen in photos and movies, Scotland is beautiful; Ireland too. Such lush greenery.
Kennels are terrible places for dogs – doggie jail! 🙁 Too bad you don’t have someone like me there. I take dogs into my home when their people are travelling and treat them like family. They have the run of the house, sleep on the beds, couches, etc., frolic in the yard with the other dogs and go for daily walks.
It’s their “Happy Hound” vacation. 😀
Thanks for visiting and have a good weekend.
I came to this from the Trip Down Memory Lane post by Boomeresque. What a fantastic trip and I’ve always been infatuated with the Canary Islands since 1977. I love that part where you mentioned the music wafting in through the bar doors and people riding on camels in the street. Wow! How cool would that be back in the day? And part of your blog absolutely caught my attention as my Golden Retriever, Phoenix, is the one and only in my life and the soul I’ve written about for many, many years now. Thank you for sharing your trip 🙂
Hi Mike and welcome to The Den. 🙂 Seems we have a couple of things in common and I like your blog too! Yes, that was one of the most interesting trips I took in my youth and I’ll never forget it. When I play that 45, it all comes back. Glad you enjoyed it, as well.
So great that mum made sure you travelled! Thanks for sharing….the islands look spectacular!
Glad you enjoyed this post, Michelle. We did a lot of travelling in those days and I do miss that, living in Canada now. We are going back to Europe for a month in Sept. Can’t wait! 😀
I enjoyed haggling with people for purchases. It was a fun game.
LOL Yes, some have a knack for it, like my mother. I do remember haggling with a vendor in Tijuana about a sombrero back in the 70s and winning. 🙂 Thanks for visiting, Joyce.
LOL Yes, some have a knack for it, like my mother. I do remember haggling with a vendor in Tijuana about a sombrero back in the 70s and winning. 🙂 Thanks for visiting, Joyce.
Oh, I remember that summer very well and we were visiting San Francisco at the time! We’re about the same age, so I’m sure we have some similar perspectives of the times. What a fun and interesting experience for you in the Canary Islands, even though you didn’t try the camel meat.
Thanks for reading my post, Cathy. Those certainly were unique times. Must have been fascinating in San Francisco then! 😀
Hi Debbie,
What fun 🙂
I thoroughly enjoyed your videos, and it was nice seeing you with your Mom too, besides the other pictures here. Lovely indeed.
Well, my vacation that we had recently is ever fresh as we went to the mountains for a short trip. We always love that because it’s a good change for us as we live in the plains with small hills around. So, we went and the best part was how the clouds just come right into the room where we were staying, and the hot cup of tea to go with such a weather was just out of the way! Ah…there are so many such memories. Another one was when we visited a desert location near our place, and even though the mornings were a little hot, the evening and nights were awesome.
I think such getaways and vacations make up our memories that we can never forget – isn’t it?
Glad you liked the post, Harleena. 🙂 Sounds like you had some memorable holidays too. Yes, I think it’s important to make these memories while we can. Something to take pleasure in when we’re old, I think. Thanks for visiting. Always enjoy your comments.
1967 – I was 11-years-old, probably also going on 20, weren’t we all?!
Hi Patti and welcome to The Den. 🙂 Yes, kids are always in such a hurry to grow up! LOL Thanks for visiting.
What a great read, Debbie. And, what a great trip. As I get older, I really treasure some of the trips my parents took us on —to live in Mexico for a year when I was 9-10, to live in England for a year when I was 15-16, a drive across the US and a 7 week camping trip in Europe after the year in England. For some of those, I’m sorry to admit that I was a cranky teenager.Did you notice that the fashions you and your mother are sporting in the old photos have returned. Only now we call pedal pushers — capris— and short slacks are “cropped” 😉 It’s some corollary of “What goes around, comes around”. If any bloggers who enjoyed this essay would like to share one of their “Travels Down Memory Lane” with a link back to the post on their own site, please join the 18 others who have contributed their memories. Debbie has the link at the end of her essay. You can submit through July 31st. A lot of us are Baby Boomers, but you don’t have to be one.
Hi Suzanne; Sounds like you had some great travel adventures yourself! I enjoyed reading your post about Sports Day in England. 🙂
Ah yes, I remember those pedal pushers only too well. “Capris” sounds so much better. Please note: I edited your comment, only because you called me “Mary”, but my name is Debbie. Links to your site are at both the top and the bottom of my article. Thanks so much for visiting. Cheers!
Hi Debbie
Your trip sounded like a lot of fun and so many things most of us will never experience. I suppose we don’t really appreciate the good times until after they are over. I have had a few good vacations, but as an adult noting that some of it wasn’t as pleasurable as other parts of it. So I have a hard time figuring out what the best vacation I ever had was. Was Vegas for New Years Eve, Grand Canyon, Yellowstone or trip to where I grew up and played as tourist. Probably the last was the most fun. But Disneyland without the kid was a blast.
Mary
Hi Mary; I was truly fortunate to be living in Germany and close to so many other fascinating places! Your Vegas at New Year’s, Grand Canyon and Yellowstone holiday sounds like fun! Is there much for adults to do at Disneyland? I’ve never been, myself. Thanks for visiting! 🙂
Hi Debbie
There is a lot of stuff for us older folks in Disneyland. I hate roller coasters and fast rides, so you won’t get me on them. We took my parents when they were 63 and 67, they had a really good time. I won’t ride anything that says not suitable for pregnant women and people with heart conditions (not either) but figure if they shouldn’t neither should I. So we also did not take my parents on any of those. My parents were never as adventurous as me, so for them to enjoy themselves and go back home and talk about it was pretty cool.
Mary
I’m not a big fan of rides in general, but used to love the roller coaster. 🙂 “Pirates of the Caribbean” might be fun. The movie was based on the ride. Sounds like Disneyland is a good place for people of all ages.
Wow Debbie you have certainly had quite an adventure growing up…I so admire that. And the way you tell the story, I can picture it in my head…the best part of all is you have those mementos to always remember them!
The best vacation I had was when I was 12 years old. Although it was a sad occasion (my great grandmother was very ill) it was the first time I had been to Mexico to meet her.
I’ll never forget her. She had the longest hair. You can tell it was dark because she still had some color mixed with her grey. Just hearing her talk and telling us stories and giving us advice…man, I’ll never forget that. I think that’s when I started to grow up, you know?
Thanks for sharing your life with us Debbie!
That’s a profound memory you have, Corina. Your great grandmother must have been a wonderful woman. Glad you enjoyed my travel memoir. Thanks for visiting and have a good evening.