Day 7 - I had completed my hike and I had one free day so I decided to have a lark and travel around on the buses! I walked from the hostel, on a downhill to Tejuda, all quite now, the festival was over. I caught a bus from here to San Mateo. The route was miles uphill and miles downhill, with numerous very sharp bends along the whole route. The driver thundered around like he was flying a Spitfire, totally fearless! Accelerating to each bend, braking, tooting his hooter, accelerating again, he ducked and dived like this for the whole route. A wonderful way to see the island though. Unfortunately, by the time we arrived at San Mateo I was feeling totally travel sick, uuuugh!! I jumped off the bus and just managed to throw up in to a bin. I felt dreadful, the nearest thing to dying I think, so I just staggered over to a three seater bench and just 'slept it off!' About an hour later I felt much better so jumped on a bus to Telde, within five minutes of arrival I though, nah, not keen on this place at all, so jumped on another bus back to Maspalomas.
Upon arrival I sought out an Airbnb for the night, found one just up the coast for £15. I jumped on another bus but failed to study my map properly and had to get off and then walked 3.5 km along the seafront in the dark to my bed for the night. The next morning I had to walk back to the bus stop, go back to Maspalomas and then caught a bus to the airport.