When I first visited Tenerife (in a completely different period of my life - as a teenager), I was most impressed by it turned out right here in the north - but mostly everyone goes south... At that time, I remembered the beach Playa de las Teresitas the most. It is an artificial beach with sand from the Sahara and a breakwater. Cannon! That's it for me. stupid the sea must be calm (this is a rarity in Tenerife, because there are waves everywhere) and those black beaches unfortunately are not buhvikej . So I booked the most days near this beach because I thought it was the best for swimming - especially with tamalimi . In the end, guess what our bathing ( not the shower ones ) yielded? 
We were thrilled to be so close to the Anaga Mountains . Superb base . 
In this post I describe our longest hike in Tenerife. I don't think even my dad It's no wonder he suffered a little and carried 20 kilos of rucach . Early in the morning we set off from San Andres to the place where the world ends: Afur . The road there was narrow and winding, beautiful views of a completely different world. Cliffs all around, the sea in the background and a very sparsely populated area. We didn't google much about what it looked like, etc. We were the first in the parking lot, it was still shady, windy. We got dressed and followed the signs for Barranco Afur . The road led us down. Along the way we observed the fields. Quite far from the village but nicely cultivated. Urban was the first to hear goats and we did meet them, as well as their shepherd. Soon we saw a river. For the first time in Tenerife, a beautiful little river. It then accompanied us all the way to the coast. We walked along the edge of the gorge on a really nice path. It opened up more and more until we reached the coast. At first it seemed like it was just another beach. Then we saw the contrast of the blue sea and sky with the dark stones on the beach and the cliff above us. Luckily, we were the first ones and we took some pictures and had a snack in peace while watching the waves crash. Only then did the other tourists arrive. This path was the one I remembered the most, the view at the end made up for all the sweat on the way back. Going back also meant going up and the sun came out. The path is circular and 12km long, but we shortened it a little and walked 6 kilometres (who would blame us?). On the way back, we met a whole group of schoolchildren and quite a few tourists. Superb!
In the afternoon we went to see the capital and the famous opera house, similar to the Sydney Opera House. We also visited the city swimming pool. The result of the swimming? 2. Urban and I swam in the pool, Urban didn't mind at all that the water was quite cold. I was great for swimming, but my mother couldn't decide and stayed on land. O dad and I would rather not drink water... The pool closes quite early and Urban enjoyed the boats (they have boats for kids so that moms can push them around the shallow pool), but shortly before closing they put them away and the poor guy wanted more. “Mom, I can't, Urban, they're closing the pool and they've put away the boats, now we'll slowly go home”, “Mom, I can't, Urban, you see they've put away and locked it”, “Mom, I can't, Urban, you see they've put away and locked it” , and so on :).
The next day we explored the Anaga Mountains again. This area was really fantastic for us…