Writing this blog post for tenerife.co.uk a few weeks back I needed to go up to Granadilla de Abona to take some snaps. I’d wanted to see if the floral crosses from El Día de la Cruz were still worth photographing too. So photos were very much on my mind, and an early start was called for. I’m lucky in that I actually like early mornings. I think I’ve said it before, but give me a sunrise over a sunset any time.
After using the photos I needed there were one or two left over, and I thought you might like to see them. There were a couple I really liked there. Granadilla de Abona lies in the foothills, about fifteen minutes’ drive from El Médano.
The parish church of San Antonio de Padua surveys the town from a slightly elevated church square. The original church was destroyed by fire, and this was constructed in the early 18th century, the bell tower being added in 1885. Frequently, when I’m showing visitors around they remark that architecture reminds them of South America. The reason being that, of course, the history of the Conquest of Tenerife follows a very similar timeline to that of the Americas.
The Senderos de Abona Hotel Rural is sited right opposite the church. I haven’t used it at all, but if the exterior restoration, and its attention to detail, are anything to judge by, it seems very inviting. Perhaps further investigation is needed, methinks.
Some pictures of floral crosses in the street between the church and the hotel from El Día de la Cruz which didn’t make it into the original post.
We stayed mainly in two areas, because that’s where the crosses were. The street up from the church has some nice details too.
Calle Arquitecto Marrero lies close to the town hall and other public buildings. It’s a quiet street, especially at 9am on a Saturday morning, and many of its buildings have been restored. It reeks of charm.
That said, the restoration bit, I mean, don’t we love the ones which haven’t been restored? Don’t we wonder what stories they could tell? What secrets are hidden behind rusting locks on warped doors?
Walking back to where we’d left the car, close to the town hall, we walked along the main street. It’s narrow, and sadly traffic-choked most of the time during the day. It’s an odd mixture at attempts at modernization and some seriously rickety old buildings, but hard to photograph on account of the traffic. Civic pride is quite evident, however.
And lastly, simply because I loved the gaudy colors – which are ok because it’s a nursery school.
It’s so often the way here. I went meaning to get a couple of snaps for a short post, and some pictures of the floral crosses, but the more I saw and delved the more there was to know, but that’s for another post.