Deia

Overnight there was a ferocious storm, thunder & lightning throughout. Fortunately the worst damage I could discover was a load of leaves in the pool and towels blown about...

We toootled along the dramatic Ma-10 to the hilltop village of Deia and some lunch. The buildings here are precariously perched overlooking the main torrent and the Mallorcans have used every law of physics to make it habitable.

Later we walked down the steep track through the trees to the Cala Deia and watched some mighty waves crashing on to the shingle.