From one extreme to the other.

First, Pico do Arieiro, Madeira’s 2nd highest peak. The peak was completely enveloped by a cloud, and therefore so were we. Wet, and no view whatsoever. But the drive there and back was beautiful.

Then, Madeira’s only sand beach, with sand imported from Morocco. Swimming, splashing, and sand castles.

Ingrid was disappointed by the lack of waves. The beach (like all the others at Madeira I believe) was enclosed by breakwaters because otherwise the waves would probably be too hazardous, so we could see them out there but almost nothing reached us.