LMA

Who lives on the island (and who visits it)?

Lanzarote · 3 min read

Who lives on the island (and who visits it)?

Lanzarote is small, but its census is a map of the world. Just over 163,000 people live here — and one in four holds a foreign passport: the highest proportion in the Canaries. The seventh-generation Canarian with a Norman surname lives alongside the mainland family that arrived with the tourism boom, a surprisingly large Italian community, Britons and Irish in love with the climate, and neighbours from Colombia, Morocco, China and half the world besides. Add to them some three million visitors a year — British nearly half, followed by Germans, Irish, French and mainland Spaniards. Result: for every resident, around 18 tourists pass through each year. And yet the island still feels like an island: that balance is its true miracle.

Let's start with the numbers, which tell a story in themselves. Lanzarote closed 2024 with some 163,000 inhabitants — and it is adding around five thousand a year, one of the fastest growth rates in Spain. Half a century ago it didn't reach 50,000: the island has tripled its population in two generations, a social change of an intensity few European communities have lived through. The engine is well known — tourism and everything it pulls along behind it — but the result is more interesting than the cause: one of the most international censuses in the country, with around a quarter of residents holding foreign nationality, the highest percentage in the archipelago.

Who are today's Lanzaroteños? First, the ones who were always here: the Canarian families whose surnames tell the island's history — Betancort and Perdomo of Norman and Portuguese root, Cabrera, Curbelo, de León — heirs of Majos, conquerors, settlers and of those emigrants who went to Cuba, Venezuela or Uruguay and came back (or didn't: half the island has cousins in the Americas — emigration driven by hunger and thirst is a central part of local memory). Second, the mainlanders who arrived from the seventies onwards with tourism development. And third, the international mosaic: the Italian community — one of the largest, with a notable presence in hospitality —, resident Britons and Irish, Germans, and growing communities from Colombia, Morocco, China, India and West Africa. The island's classrooms count dozens of nationalities; in the markets, the accents take it in turns.

Then there is the second population: the floating one. Some three million tourists visit Lanzarote every year — around eighteen times its resident population. The identikit visitor: British (around half the total, the love affair told in card 48), German, Irish — Ireland has a particular romance with this island —, French, Dutch, Nordic and, increasingly, mainland Spanish and Canarians from the other islands. The average stay is about a week, many return year after year — there are British families on their third generation of holidays here — and some take the final step: they stay. The most recent phenomenon stars the digital nomads, who have discovered that "office with a volcano view" is not a metaphor.

The uncomfortable question — can so many people fit into 845 square kilometres? — the island asked itself before anyone else: it was a world pioneer in debating the limits of its own growth, guided by Manrique's legacy and its status as a Biosphere Reserve. That debate is still alive, and it is healthy that it should be.

For the visitor, the lesson is simple and lovely: the person serving your coffee may be the granddaughter of salt workers, a daughter of Naples or newly arrived from Bogotá — and all three are, already, part of the island. Here, "local" was never a race: it was always a way of loving this land.

Discover Lanzarote with LMA

More stories

An Island Carved by NatureWhite, Green and Volcanic: The Architecture of LanzaroteCésar Manrique: The Artist Who Shaped an IslandAn Ocean of AdventuresLife Beneath the WavesA Thousand Years of StoriesThe Taste of a VolcanoA Beach for Every MoodWine Grown in AshThe Island That Chose RestraintThe People Who Made This IslandThe Fire Mountains600 degrees beneath your shoesMalpaís, lajial, hornitos: learn to read the lavaFarming without rain: the peasant engineering that amazes the worldThe devil of Timanfaya and the Virgin who stopped the lavaThe cochineal: the insect that dyed half of Europe redIllustrious visitors: a palace gifted between kings and the house Omar Sharif lost at cardsTides: the ocean breathes twice a dayThe eternal spring: why it's never cold here — nor too hotBeyond tourism: what the island exportsAloe vera: the island's green pharmacyLa Graciosa: the eighth island, no tarmac and no hurryErmita de las Nieves: the top of the wall (and the island's oldest weather report)Ajaches: the grand old mountains hiding behind PapagayoWhen it rains (yes, it happens): the island's rarest spectacleWine from the ashes: La Geria and the miracle of malvasía volcánicaSpeak like a conejero: little words that open the islandTimple, isas and the Rancho de Teguise: the island's soundtrackWhat the names mean: reading the map's oldest languageEurope's biggest marine reserve is right next doorPlaya del Risco: the beach you have to earn (or the island's best-kept walk)The island's guardians: the projects that look after itReading the ocean: flags, currents and swimming like a localPlan B: the art of the "bad-weather" day (a user's manual)The suitcases to Havana: when conejeros crossed the seaBeyond La Graciosa: Alegranza, Montaña Clara and the wild end of the worldArrecife: the capital that grew out of a puddle (a love letter)The natural pools: Punta Mujeres, Los Charcones and the art of the charcoPapagayo done properly: the golden coves without the golden crowdsThe north loop: palms, cliffs and the island's greenest morningEat where the boats land: a fish-village crawlThe sunset circuit: five ways the island ends a dayThe Stratified City: the labyrinth the wind carved (and nobody visits)Where astronauts learn to walk on other worldsIllustrious islanders: Einstein's physicist, the voice of "El talismán" and the barber of HaríaWhite gold: the salt pans that fed half a fleetThe island the pirates wouldn't leave in peaceThe island's calendar: a whole year of fiestas and eventsWhat exactly is the calima?Puerto del Carmen: the little fishing village where it all began (and the parrots' corner)Fifteen million years: the veteran of the archipelagoThe blind crab: white, tiny and found nowhere else on EarthThe hanging garden of FamaraSan Borondón: the island that appears and disappearsSurviving without rain: the tricks of the coastal plantsSurfing: El Quemao, Famara and the wave the champions respectCycling: the professionals' winter gymLichens and tabaibas: how life comes back after a volcanoTeguise beyond the market: six centuries in white and basaltThe wind that explains (almost) everythingHalf a volcano, a green lake and a roaring coastlineThe lava tunnel that runs into the seaCreatures from another world beneath your feetSweet endings: quesillo, bienmesabe and the little glass that followsSailing: navigating the sea of the trade windsTales of the Timanfaya devilA river of sand crosses the island (and it doesn't come from the Sahara)