As far as the local Canarios are concerned there are different shifts in Puerto de la Cruz on a Saturday night. The younger guns come out to play at midnight, but early doors the place is buzzing with families and older locals enjoying what is turning out to be a balmy November.
Having partied last Saturday night – even finding ourselves on Blanco’s FB page – this week we opted to stick with the families and abuelos at the chestnut and wine stalls that fill the harbour to celebrate the month of the chestnut and Scotland’s favourite saint, San Andrés.
By the way if you’re a visitor and, like our first time to Puerto de la Cruz, are wandering about at 11pm thinking things are winding down…they’re not. You’re just between night shifts.
Living beneath the volcano 