here in the Valle Gran Rey on the Hippie-Island Gomera... It is Sunday, January 7th, 9 o' clock, my alarm clock rings… I get up, gobble some muesli, have another café con leche at Claudia's and ride the first 3280 vertical ft/1000hm in the Zumeria Abraxas up the street of the Valle Gran Rey.

Now for either an extremely curvy road or an MTB tour on the fast slopes and blocked trails… And then with some suicide attempts down the hill at 50mph/80km/h back to La Playa,

where I have some café con leche and delicious apple-thingies, while soaking up some sun. Afterwards, I had the choice of hanging out on the beach with the drummers at sundown, augment my spiritual consciousness with 4 cycles of the Kundalini meditation in the Finca Argavall or eat delicious fish and papas arugada in one of the many restaurants and spend the night in Vuelta looking for new princesses. After which, I would fall into bed drunk with sleepiness and then… It is Sunday, January 7th, 9 o' clock, my alarm clock rings…

I don't know, if I'll ever be able to leave this island in my life!!! I love you guys, especially my princess!!! --

Ubi Blutsventje, Prince of Gomera

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