If you don’t like crowds, you should avoid Valencia during the Fallas festival. I rarely saw any trouble. The crowds were almost always in good mood or, at the very least, resigned to not moving very fast. It appears that moving fast can be accomplished if you hire someone in a high-vis vest who will…

If you visit Valencia during the first 19 days of the month of March you’ll be bombarded by the loud bangs of bangers going off, and fireworks every day. You’ll also come across elaborate Falla, or statues, dotted around the city. In the past, they were built of papier mache, but these days the main…

Wikipedia says, “A mascletà (pronounced in Valencian: [maskleˈta]) is a pyrotechnic event characterized by the achievement of a noisy and rhythmic composition that features, particularly during daytime, in street festivities; it is typical of the Valencian Community (Spain). It gets its name from the masclets (very loud firecrackers) that are tied by a wick to…

A little dog enjoys the sun streaming into a shop in Malaga a few years ago.

I spotted this little character on the streets of Malaga, pulling its owner along with an enthusiasm that only a dog can muster. There were another 2 dogs nearby, so I think that’s what was distracting him. 🙂

A customer in the food market in Malaga talks to a vendor before filling his order for olives.

Sitting on that bench must be awkward, or you’d have to be very friendly with whoever you’re sitting next to.

In July 2022, I was in Llafranc and wondered if I’d be able to photograph the Milky Way. Dark skies maps of the area showed glowing lights all along the coast, and it seemed unlikely, but I wandered down to the beach one night to try. I was pleased with the result because there was…

A hotel on the coast of Tenerife on Playa de Ajabo looks out on the Atlantic as waves batter the rocks underneath. They’re turned into mist by a long exposure photo in this evening shot, about 20 minutes after the sun has set.

I spotted this stunning Siamese Cat in the town of Garachico in Tenerife recently. He was wandering across the street near the Plaza Juan González de la Torre. Despite my calling him, he just walked on up the street, ignoring me, but he did give one look back as he walked past some rubbish bins,…

I found myself perched high above Los Gigantes, where the massive volcanic cliffs plunge dramatically into the Atlantic Ocean. The name, which literally means “The Giants,” couldn’t be more appropriate. We stopped at a roadside vantage point along with several other tourists who were busy snapping selfies and enjoying the sunny afternoon. The cliffs in…

A woman photographing a colourful mural turned out to be the perfect subject for a street photo.