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In the afternoon we drove to the weird resort of Club La Santa, which is apparently not, as its name might suggest, where Santa Claus hangs out in the summer. It's some sort of professional sports resort with an althletics stadium, Olympic-sized swimming pool, etc. Needless to say, it was largely populated with young, tanned, althletic-looking people that made me feel decidedly old, pale and lazy. So we left there and drove next door to La Isleta.
As far as I can tell, La Isleta is a natural island about a mile in diameter that someone evidently had big plans for, as it's covered with a network of roads and roundabouts. But there's not a single building. What they do have though is continuous and totally awesome waves crashing onto a rocky shore, some of which you can see in the distance behind my hire car (it's important to get at least one decent photo of your hire car).
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