LOOKING FOR PARADISE

LOOKING FOR PARADISE

When I was a child I had the habit of looking at the horizon, the solitude of the horizon on the sea has always been a major attraction for me.

The horizon was the great mysterySandy beach of Salinas. Image of Jack Perdikidis


Maybe I wanted to get out of a finite space that was an island, despite the beauty of Eivissa

then.

Sandy beach of Dant Pere Pescador, Alt Empordà. Image of Jack Perdikidis


One day my grandfather gave me an old book of geography, that had devastating effects on my imagination. In one of the pictures I could see a

landscape before my eyes seemed dreamy paradise.

Entrance to the church of Sant Carles de Peralta. Eivissa.


Over the years I found that the image was taken from the viewpoint of Humboldt overlooking the Orotava Valley in the north west of the island of

Tenerife, beneath the Teide, the great father, and under the clouds .

The majestic Mount Teide father, and under the clouds, the Orotava Valley.


I've never been a good tourist. After three days of being away from my stuff as longing to. That

does not mean I do not like running world. I really like it. I am of those nomads who like to take their

things on their backs. I like carry belongings neck.

The coast emboldened Taganana. Northwest of Tenerife


In fact I wanted to get up to date on one of those coincidences that intersect in the lives of everyone. In the years after a further examination during a hot

August in Madrid, I won the charge of drawing teacher.

A door of a house of te Taganana.

As in Catalonia there were no places to choose from and I wanted was near the sea. Probably influenced by the grandfather book I chose the

place of drawing teacher to Institute Andrés Bello of Tenerife.


Gone Vilaflor, the highest village in Spain


I thought it might revive paradise.

The giant ravine. South of Tenerife.


I must say that there I found paradise, but the sublime beauty of a stunning island. It was born in

a beautiful island a kind beauty. In Tenerife I discovered another beauty unknown to me.

A sidewall of the road Izaña in Puerto de la Cruz, Tenerife.


Comparing the two beauties, came to head the magnificent book by German philosopher Immanuel Kant, the man who never left

Königsberg, entitled From the beautiful and the sublime.

A sidewall of the road Izaña in Puerto de la Cruz, Tenerife.


Finally, I have always said and done often wished that I do not like tourism.

A door of a house of te Taganana.


I like to bring home on and keep looking for a paradise, but that probably does not exist.

Sandy beach of Salinas. Image of Jack Perdikidis

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