The first half of the day we wandered the streets of Santa Cruze. That afternoon the art and food market in Maso stood on our schedule. Maso was two towns away and we made first contact what it means to have no car on the island. No plan in sight and even the few shreds with information we found all said “about” and it was the first time that we really had to take a look at our watches - Las Tricias is timeless.

Finally we got on the bus and the next problem was when to get off again. No plan, no schedule, no signs at the station, nothing. Finally we found a young palmera that spoke english, but she wasn’t sure about our destination as well. Anyway, we got out the right place and found the market. A little smaller than the market in Puntagorda but again with great mojito. The local winegrower was giving away wine and roasted chestnuts - traditional for St. Martin on the Canaries. A little drunk, we climbed up that cliffy road to the bus stop. After an hour, we checked the schedule again just to find out that we had forgotten about the time shift. Canary Islands are 1 hour behind… so after a waiting for one and half hours in the cold and slight rain the bus arrived and we got home safely.

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