A Darwin moment

Posted: October 11, 2007 in Life, Spain, Tenerife, Travel, Trees
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This week it was our fourth anniversary of moving to Tenerife. In some ways the time has flown by, in others it seems like much longer. We celebrated by sitting on the terrace, cracking open a bottle of cava and mulling over the events of the last four years, deciding that the only predictable element of living here was that each day was going to be unpredictable. 
That day had been no different. The water pressure was weary (usually happens by the end of a long dry summer), the electricity had decided that it was obviously entitled to frequent rest breaks and the ADSL router had adopted a mañana culture attitude since its installation in July. Its abhorrence of working mornings had resulted in two visits from telefonica engineers; the first it had behaved perfectly, but the second, our anniversary, was a Monday and it obviously had post weekend blues. It didn’t take the engineer long to diagnose the problem.
“The electricity current is too low,” he announced. “It should be 220 and it’s 215.”
“Why?” I asked, but I already knew what he was going to say.
He shrugged his shoulders, smiled and gave an answer that we’d heard many times over the past four years.
“Because this is Tenerife.”

Andy and I sipped our Cava and talked about the joys and frustrations that came with living here. It was a beautiful still night and the sky was velvet blue and filled with stars. The silence was broken by the eerie cry of a heron, unseen in the darkness, followed a few minutes later by an owl flying over our heads and into the overgrown avocado tree that looms over the terrace; it was a blissful moment. It didn’t last. A few seconds later there was a crashing noise, followed by a loud thump. We looked at each other, puzzled, a millisecond before an oversized avocado rolled of the roof, whizzed past my head (an inch to the right and I would have been a serious nomination for the Darwin awards) and landed neatly in my hand.
 We both stared at the smooth green shape in the palm of my hand for a moment and then burst into laughter. Like I said, the only thing that’s predictable here is that it’s unpredictable.


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