As the plane descends on Santa Cruz, the capital city of Tenerife, I see greenery - verdant patches of grass. The cab drives me to the hotel, as the greenery continues, with a Moorish landscape mostly date palms, promising fresh dates for the next day's breakfast at the hotel. Interspersed with modern buildings are the old-style Spanish villas with slated (louvred) windows and roomy verandas. The neatly lined houses have facades that are simple, elegant and not too showy. I am already sold on Santa Cruz.


