BROKEN DREAMS AND RUINED PLANS
Ah bless, look at my face; happy, carefree, and blissfully unaware of the year 2020 about to hit us like a raging elephant.
This is a mirror selfie in my beautiful accommodation just before heading out to see some sand dunes and ride a camel in the Gran Canarian desert of Maspalomas.
It's ironic. Last year there was such a panic on the island that 2020 was going to be an economic disaster due to lack of tourists. They were right, but for a completely different pair of reasons.
They were worried about Brexit and the implications for travel - since a good chunk of the tourists that visit the Canary Islands are British. There was also massive uncertainty after the collapse of Thomas Cook, since the travel company brought a significant number of tourists to the islands.
Little did they, or any of us know, what 2020 really had in store.
I've been going on about the Canary Islands for a bit now. I believe if Corona hadn't taken 2020 away from us, I would have made the move by now. It wasn't even just I that was considering it. My sister who lives in the USA also was making plans to move closer, but didn't fancy living in a place that has winter. We were making plans.
2021, we are looking at you. Don't mess things up.
Peace & Love,
Ade虂
