Hurrah!
After seventeen years on the island, I finally got to the summit of the volcano Teneguia.
It’s only 400 m above sea-level, and I didn’t walk all that far. But I’m horribly unfit and it’s a rough path. And besides, I have a horrible tendency to leave everything to some mythical day in the future when I won’t be so busy.
So I’m proud of myself for getting up there. And boy was it windy!