Buenavista Social Club

Today we drove to the old pirate town of Masca. The roads were so windy and small, it was scary when two cars had to pass.

We walked out to the cafe on a the ridge. Where we had Canarian potatoes. These are so good and they come with different sauces in each restaurant you go to.

I had a tasty walnut tart after, while everyone else indulged with chocolate gateaux. Afterwards I tried some cactus jam in the shop which tasted just like strawberry jam.

Everyone carves their names in to the cactuses but I think it’s a bit cruel. This one looked like a face.

There were lots of cute cats everywhere, perhaps they were pirate cats. I made myself a wreath out of daisies.

Tom found a magical door to nowhere and tried not to fall down the cliff.

We then drove down to the seaside town of Garachico. The waves were very choppy but you could see out to a small island which had a cross on top.

The town has had the worst past ever, suffering from the plague, locus and a volcano. It was really pretty with cobbled streets.

There was a pretty garden with lots of anchors, a well and a wine press.

I made a wish in the fountain.

We had a little look around the town and went for ice tea before jumping back in the car. We also drove through Casablanca, which didn’t have a sign though my Dad really wanted a photo with it and Buenavista.

We drove to Icod de Los Vinos, where the dragon tree is.

We had churros and hot chocolate in the square. It’s my favourite Spanish snack.

I got a squished penny for my penny pal (I already had one) and we said hello to the parrot, who said Hola back to us before heading home.