Isn’t it funny how, as soon as you don’t have to do something, it becomes appealing again. Like blogging.
El Hierro used to be the end of the world, and so the zero meridian went through the west of the island, before it moved to Greenwich. On Thursday we went to see it. It really does feel like the end of the world. The whole island’s rather dry, and this is the drier end of it, so there’s no trees or grass, just scrubby little bushes. The B road turns into an unclassified road and then a dirt track. Then we had to park and walk a mile. No houses in sight. The mobile phone had no signal. As we arrived, a couple of people were just leaving in a 4×4, and that was the only other car we saw the whole time.
The monument itself is modest – just a block of concrete with half an iron globe poking out of it. But it was amazing to think that we were the most westerly of the 497,000,000 people in the EU.
The local tourist office will give you a certificate to say you’ve been, but they’d run out. So they promised to post it to us!
