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Randonautica Just for Fun: Exploring the Unknown in Our Own Backyard

There are days when you step outside, the sun is shining, the breeze is gentle, and yet—you have no idea where to go. You walk a few metres, stop, turn around, and then find yourself aimlessly pacing the same familiar streets. It's not that you’re bored with your surroundings. It’s just that sometimes, even in paradise, you crave a hint of mystery, a spark of randomness to light up your routine. That’s where Randonautica comes in. We’ve used it before—this strange little app that tosses coordinates into your reality like confetti, inviting you to explore places you’d never think to visit. It's a digital dare, whispered through your phone, that says: Go here. Trust the unknown. So one sunny afternoon, with no plans and a thirst for adventure, we decided to let Randonautica lead us. We set the distance range to a maximum of just 1 kilometre. After all, we weren’t looking for a grand expedition—just a nudge. A small push out of the ordinary. Within seconds, the app pre...

Today, Saturday – Our 4th Randonautica Adventure in Fataga

Every Randonautica adventure starts with a bit of mystery and a lot of curiosity. But as tradition demands, it first begins with coffee. Today, Saturday, we decided to sip that coffee in the heart of one of the most picturesque mountain villages in Gran Canaria — Fataga. Fataga is not just a place on the map. It's a small, beautiful world of its own. Nestled in a lush valley with towering palm trees and ancient stone houses, this village seems like something from a forgotten time. The air feels fresher here, the pace of life slower, and every corner tells a story. It was the perfect starting point for our 4th Randonautica walk. Though the walk was short — just a bit over 500 meters — the experience was dense with beauty. We’ve walked in Fataga before, from both directions, but this time the path Randonautica chose for us required a bit more walking. Still, every extra step was a joy. Winding through cobbled lanes and around whitewashed houses framed with bougainvillea, ...

Exploring Agüimes – Part 2: Towers, Textures, and Sunny Streets

After stepping out of the Museo de Historia de Agüimes, the town greeted us once again with sun-kissed streets and a few lazy clouds drifting above the terracotta rooftops. The gentle warmth of the afternoon made every detail glow just a little brighter. And our filming day was far from over. With new energy, we crossed the Plaza del Rosario again, ready for the next chapter in our journey—a full visit to the Iglesia de San Sebastián. And to our delight, the doors were open. Iglesia de San Sebastián – Filming Inside the Heart of Agüimes The church stood grand and serene, its white volcanic stone façade catching the shifting light as clouds drifted overhead. We captured wide shots of the front, the bell towers, and the timeworn details that speak of centuries of devotion. Inside, it was even more breathtaking. As we stepped through the heavy wooden doors, we were met with cool air, soft light filtering through stained glass, and a quiet so pure you could hear your own footst...

Wandering Through Time: A Sunday at the San Fernando Second-Hand Market

  Wandering Through Time: A Sunday at the San Fernando Second-Hand Market There are some places in Gran Canaria that don’t scream for attention — they hum quietly, waiting for those who know where to listen. Every Sunday morning in San Fernando de Maspalomas, just behind the cheerful façade of Holiday World and beside the tranquil stretch of Parque Sur, one such place comes to life: the second-hand market. From first light, there’s movement — not frantic, but purposeful. Vans pull up with boxes tied tight with twine. Old blankets are spread out on sun-warmed pavement. Folding tables creak open. The space, plain and forgettable during the week, begins its transformation into a colorful, chaotic, heartwarming social hub. And we — Auke and Miranda — are drawn to it every time.. Today, the sun is already golden and generous by the time we arrive. It’s one of those mornings where the breeze hasn’t quite woken up yet, and the warmth settles like a friendly hand on your shoulder. The e...

Exploring Agüimes – Part 1: Statues, Stories, and Sunshine

Saturday | Sunny & Blue Skies | Filming Day with ExploGC Today was one of those days that seemed to glow from the moment it began. The kind of Saturday where the sunlight feels like silk, gently warming the cobbled stones beneath your feet and making every corner of the old town look like a painting. It was the perfect day to film the first part of our Agüimes adventure for ExploGC. We arrived in the Casco Histórico just before mid-morning, while the air was still fresh and the streets still carried the hush of early weekend stillness. The town was mostly quiet—Saturday morning in Agüimes means many of the shops and museums are still closed, giving the streets a calm, almost cinematic atmosphere. And that worked perfectly for us. It was as if the whole historical centre had opened itself just for us to explore with our camera. Statues Frozen in Time With our gear ready, we began filming along Calle Moral, weaving our way through the narrow alleys and past sun-washed faç...

A Day of Contrasts in Pasito Blanco – From Luxury to Simplicity

There are days on Gran Canaria when time seems to slow down—not because nothing is happening, but because every detail feels magnified by the sun, the silence, and the space around you. Today was one of those days. Auke and Miranda set off with no grand plan—just the idea of exploring Pasito Blanco, the quiet little world tucked between Meloneras and Arguineguín. What unfolded was a journey through stark contrasts: from yachts to gravel paths, from crisp linen shades to sun-faded towels, from luxury to the beautiful, rugged simplicity of life by the sea. The Heat of the South The moment they stepped out of the car, the first thing that hit them was the heat—a deep, dense warmth that clung to the skin and shimmered on the asphalt. There was barely a whisper of breeze. The palms swayed lazily, as if too tired to move. Even the seagulls seemed subdued, circling the airspace above in slow, almost meditative loops. It was the kind of weather where movement felt intentional—every...