Wilson was very relieved to get back to the ship last night without Santa Cruz blowing up while we were on it. Following dinner we went to see comedian/impressionist/singer Alan Stewart in the theatre and we both laughed so much that W completely forgot about the threat of erupting volcanos.
Tenerife, or La Isla Bonita as Madonna called it in her famous song of the same name, was very beautiful — we drove through many fields of bananas, visited a market, a restaurant and some panoramic views over the island.
We also visited a church, where Wilson was astonished to find coin-operated LED Votive Candles. He is not at all religious, but insisted on putting a few Euros into the slot, because… well, just because there was a slot, I suppose.
When we got back to the ship, Wilson told me that he'd seen enough bananas now. Also, although we've been in The Canaries for two days now, he has yet to see a canary.
I told him to ask tomorrow's Tour Guide about that...
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