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At an altitude of 3500 meters above sea level, a representative of Guanachi tribe stood near the smoky mouth of Teide volcano. It was their land, though not too fertile. Now even those crumbs had to be shared with the aliens. History has lost track of the young Guanachi's name, and it is well known that he saw strange boats with crosses on white sails. Hispanics landed ... This is how my story of exploring the island began, only I am of a ukrainian decent and landed as if a god from above (by plane). Probably the Guanachi would indeed take me for a god trapped in a human form: white who mutter something incomprehensible, light bolts - from plastic boxes of unknown origin with the eye in the middle. And only the old volcano looked at me from above, knowing the truth: we are not the first, and definitely not the last to come. Locals are experts in sweets and desserts. If you have not tasted fried bananas, then you will love them in pizza with grilled giant squid or boiled shells. By the way, they are black here, big shells I mean, I think it's because of the volcanic black sand everywhere including beaches. The beliefs of the island are similar to those in Ukraine, slightly adapted to local realities. In Ukraine: if you tear a piece of grass - it will rain; On the island: harm or break the cactus - the volcano explodes. Even though, it already had back in the days. By the way, only 200 people are allowed to reach the top of Titan Teide. I figured It's a magical figure. Why magical? Even the locals do not remember, but they believe that breaking the rule of two hundred is not worth trying. Although, some say that so many living souls are needed to please the volcano daily because the ancient titan with magma can get angry and then bananas for 85 cents per kilo will not be possible to sell to anyone. Perhaps the desire to please the magma lord was the first thought of the young natives. At that point, around the 10th century, right before the arrival of Spaniards the volcano spat magma the last time and fell asleep. Along with his strength, the locals lost theirs. Their story could have ended there, but the Guanachi have adapted perfectly well. A tribe girl, dressed in a traditional costume made of palm leafs with majestic feathers of an unknown creature, skillfully urges tourists to explore the most secret and sacred beauty recipes of a volcanic tribe for just 5 euros. The price is justified, since bread and sausages sold here just for 1 euro. That reminds me of our Ukrainian reality, where nostalgia for Soviet-made sausages 2.20 per kilo still firmly occupies hearts of elderly people. I will return to that nostalgia soon, but the landscapes of Teide and a million more photos taken by my wife will live with us forever.