We drove to Masca, a lovely little hilltown that was founded by pirates.

I don’t think the pirates would have stopped for tea and cake like we did though.

There was the most amazing sink made from driftwood in the cafe’s bar.

We walked around the town for a bit, it can get a lot colder up the mountain.

We then went to a little cafe for some Canarian potatoes, one of the traditional dishes. There are hundreds of different dips that they serve them with and it depends on which part of the island you’re on as to which one you get.

The pirate hide out: Mesca.