Madeira
The first thing I noticed about Madeira was how rugged it is. Just like most of the other islands we visited along the way, this was formed by volcanic activity. But these hillsides are very steep. It was an overcast morning when we pulled into port, and the mountains disappeared into the clouds.
The next thing you notice is all the houses and buildings clinging to those hillsides. With few exceptions the houses are white with red tile roofs. Now and then, you could spot the rebels who had painted their house blue or yellow, but nonconformists were a rare thing.
Once you’re ashore, the third thing you notice is that seemingly every square meter that doesn’t have flowering plants is covered with bananas. Sometimes you could hardly see the houses through the bananas. Everybody seems to grow them, no matter how small their plot of land. On the steep hillsides, the bananas were planted on terraces, many of them very narrow and built by slaves in the 1700 and 1800’s. Madeira produces over 4 times the amount they consume. The rest goes to mainland Portugal. They can’t, however, export to the rest of Europe because their bananas don’t conform to the size and shape required by the E.U. That has not made them happy. They are happy, though, about the influx in investment from the E.U. that has allowed Madeira vastly improve their roads, tunnels (>90 km of tunnels) and irrigation systems.
Actually, the bananas grow at only lower elevations. Once you go uphill, they give way to other crops, notably coffee and grapes. Hence, Madeira wine. Seems like every time we turned around someone was trying to get us to taste some. It was very good, even though it was kind of a waste of time for the two of us. We much preferred the poncha – an evil concoction of orange and lemon juice, rum and honey, traditionally drunk while eating peanuts. Our guide told us that if you drink three, you would become fluent in Portuguese. I don’t think he was kidding.
The sad part was the ship left us behind here. The good part was we got to spend a lot more time in Madeira than was originally planned. That gave us time to explore some of the city. The annual flower festival was just last weekend, so it was a great time to see all the flowering plants and trees. Actually, they say there is no perfect time to visit Madeira to see the flowers. The climate is so mild year round that something is always blooming. Some plants that only bloom once a year have two blooming seasons here.
Along with the city center, we got to explore lava tubes from some of the old eruptions. It was fun, but there were problem a few people in the “mobility challenged” category who might have thought twice about going. The trip took far longer than planned. But, the highlight of our time in Madeira was a 2 km toboggan ride down the steep hills. What started out long ago as a way someone devised to help his wife down the steep hills has now become one of the top attractions on the island. You get in a wicker sled with two guys in gondolier hats on the back. They steer with ropes and use thick boots for braking. It’s all over too quickly. As we shot down the hill, there are people stationed at intersections letting the gondolier guys know if there is any cross traffic coming. Not sure is they would be able to stop in time even if something was coming. Now and then a taxi would squeeze by you as you were hurtling down the hill. All adding a slight element of danger.
After a visit to the Botanical Gardens in a downpour the next morning, we flew in the afternoon to Hamburg, arrive one day earlier than the original itinerary.
Now I’m sitting in Schilphol airport in Amsterdam waiting for a connection to Prague. We’ve found a nice quite corner of the airport with comfy recliner chairs. However, it’s harder to write now. I’m not sitting in the observation lounge or on the rear deck, staring at an endless sea. Honestly, we’re feeling a bit tired. Some of the tiredness comes from having to plan our own time again and not having it just evolve as it has for nearly a month, but I know once we get settled into Prague we’ll be ready to roll again.