In an almost deserted town, Teguise in Northern Lanzarote, it was the urban equivalent of the Mary Celeste, empty streets, shops with no one about, seats with no one on them and no sound of traffic. To me it was surreal but perfect. I loved the silence and the cool peaceful shade from the burning heat. Across the whole town little white flag bunting fluttered in the strong Canarian breeze.
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