Inane rants
The Tenerife hills are alive with the sound of… just about everything
Friday, June 20th, 2008Living in the hills of Tenerife, the sights, sounds and smells seem amplified to epic proportions. Whether it’s the pungent smell of a dozen goats’ bottoms, the distant howling of my psycho neighbour, or the slap-in-the-face, poke-in-the-eye, boot-in-the-balls astonishment at the night sky, I LOVE LIVING HERE.
I used to live down there (he says pointing [...]