This is the end of the world. We arrived after a three hour alguir ride on a road that ranged from good to horrifying. During the first part it winds along a coast with mountains falling steep into the oceans, passing small villages set were it is possible to build houses. Halfway is Ribeira Grande, the nearest town, and then you start on an amazing beautiful valley with wild mountains, dotted with houses and sugar cane fields. In the middle of the valley, the alguir driver stopped and insisted that we should buy our necessities in a super market – we were told Cruzinha had no shops. The village in fact has a few shops, but they are very small and basic. We had locals knocking at our door many times to sell different food, but after two of them pushed on us 4 kg of frozen squid the first evening, we changed strategy and said no to most of it. Meat is hard to get, seafood easy. Lucinda, the caretakers` wife, made a couple of meals for us, and we had a delicious lobster dinner at the only restaurant, Sonafish, were the owner speaks German. A few guys in the village could speak English and helped us several times – you will get along much better with French. This is not a spot for big activities – linger around like the locals do and relax during the midday sun. We could sit for hours in the beautiful patio reading and writing. A 20 minutes walk from the village there is a very nice beach with black lava sand and a cave. During our visit the currents were big though, so we could not swim, just let them wash over us. The air temperature was fine, with plenty of the wind from the ocean making the air fresh. We saw no mosquitos. During daytime the flies could be a pain, but after dark they disappeared, so we made our dinners in the evenings. A highlight of the house is the division between the ground floor and the first floor with separate entrances and outside spots. This makes it possible with some privacy and we enjoyed it a lot, traveling as we did with three teenagers. One lowlight is that some of the door openings (without doors) are very low, making it impossible to avoid a few rock-hard meetings with our heads. The mattresses are not to soft either, and some of them a bit short (190 cm). The shower has no hot water, though this is not a big problem in the tropics. The water would not go through the pipe from the kitchen sink, and the caretaker did not succeed to fix it, so we had to do the dishwashing in a basin.