Prepare for photo overload.
Puerto de Mogan, a tiny fishing town situated on the southwestern corner of Gran Canaria, is THE cutest tourist town I’ve ever seen. Yes, it is packed with European and Scandinavian tourists and vacationers wearing WAY too little clothing (even in the off season). Yes, there are all kinds of tourist shops and restaurants with picture menus in various languages. Yes, there is an open air tchotchke market in the central square.
But holy crap none of that matters because it is the cutest.
Giant cliffs surround and protect this little outpost. And they dwarf the tiny whitewashed buildings in town. The beach is protected by a breaker so there are little to no waves – which was perfect beaching for my then 11-month old baby. Striped umbrellas and lounge chairs-for-rent line one side of the sand while sun seekers cover the other half with towels. There is a kiosk on the sand renting out SUP boards and kayaks. People stream in and out of restaurants along the sidewalks. And the old town, called “Little Venice,” is dripping in bougainvillea. Bougainvillea hangs all over the white archways, the balconies, the window frames. It is everywhere, and OH MY GOD how I love bougainvillea. The marina is packed with sailboats and dingys and all kinds of other photogenic things. All I wanted to do is take photos. So I did. A lot of them. And now I am going to unload them here.