To go to Morocco I have two options: one is to go to Madrid and from there fly to Marrakech with the rest of the "expedition" (to whatever issue is called) with which I'll go to the High Atlas Mountains, and another is to fly to Fuerteventura and from there take the ferry Tarfaya leave me where I have to look for life to get to Marrakech.
I like the second, so on February 23 I go to the island of Fuerteventura, which take the opportunity to spend three days when you walk its beaches.
The plane leaves the airport from the north, and anything else I have on the right off this stunning view Teide snow for the last time.
Left does not detract from the view: the beach Teresitas with the people of San Andres.
Fuerteventura is the second island in size and the driest of all. Due to the low altitude of the island, the clouds can not be retained and passed by, so it hardly rains. With its 77 km. of sandy beaches, is the best place to spend a few days of total relaxation.
Very close to Morocco, 97 km., It receives from the haze, which is the Sahara sand brought by the sirocco wind, besides A big boats lately.
The flight takes about 45 minutes and at ten o'clock arrived in Fuerteventura, so I take the day to get close to Corralejo and see its immense sand dunes.
Corralejo in the north of the island and the bus leaves me in the same village from where I get to kick down the coast.
From Corralejo you can perfectly see the island of Lobos, named for the presence of old, sea lions and monk seals. Monk seals were slaughtered by local fishermen because of their greed. Now the beaches are another type of "seal."
The island is only 2 km. Corralejo and has an area of \u200b\u200b4.5 km2.
The wind is present during much of the year and is used by all sorts of dishes.
A "kiters" in flight.
Sand and more sand in the Natural Park of Corralejo. And very few people.
Corralejo Natural Park covers an area of \u200b\u200b2,668 hectares, making it easy to find a site that does not bother anyone. The whole beach for me.
With few stones found, are small walls that keep the wind and throw a nap.
The next day I get up very early and go to Morro Jable, which is at the other end of the island, in the municipality of Pájara.
The Thicket Lighthouse from the beach of the same name.
Small boats to the coast, expected to rent a "foreigner" on duty.
This beach and I do not like much like yesterday, not the beach itself, but because there far more people.
I have nothing to do, so I dropped by the port and see the arrival of a boat with the catch of the day.
The village has a memorial to seafarers.
the third day of being in touch Fuerteventura to pack and prepare for the trip to Morocco. Since there is exactly what awaits me there, I've used these days to eat and sleep well.
The picture is taken in the hotel room in Caleta de Fuste, where I spent the two nights I slept on the island.
