13 posts tagged “mallorca”

Just as last year, I spend an afternoon at Puro Beach. The lounge music was "groovy", the food yam yam, the sun was shining and yes we bought the latest T-shirt.
The flight home was a breeze and the moment we landed in Amsterdam the rain was poring...

We had a little cruise out of Port Cristo with a glass botom catamaran.

We are in the ancient town of Alcudia in yet an other design hotel: Cas Ferrer which consists only of 6 rooms and is run by Tolo and his wife Stephanie. From here we went to the caves of Drachs.

We drove along the northern coast of Mallorca from Soller al the way to Cap Fermentor. This must be one of the nicest views in the world. Deep green/blue clear water, high rising mountains, white beaches with little century old villages and monasteries.  The roads are small and consists almost only of hair pin curves. It is also heaven on earth for cyclists and we encountered hundreds of them.

   
 
    

Soller is famous because of its oranges and lemons and it was because of this good that Soller was connected with Palma by train and with Port the Soller by tram. They still are fully functional. Although both can be reached by auto tunnels as well. We went to the old villa of Arch duke Hohenzolleren in the neighborhood and to the monastery of Valldemossa. We had dinner at the port and felt well at home at the Aimia once more.

After breakfast we went to Palma to see the wonderful interior of The Catherdral. We also had a look at the Gaudi house and the historic district. In the immense Carrefour we had to shop for a battery adapter for our cannon 300D because I forgot mine at home...
Then via a mountain road to Soller and from there to Port the Soller. I made a reservation in Hotel Aimia, in which I stayed before with funda and of which I have very fond and good memories. It turned out even better with the suite on the top floor and the sun breaking through.

Tme for eddie and me to leave No&Go and the kids and to start our roundtrip of the Island. Our first stop is Palma where we stayed at the super trendy design hotel Maricel.

We drove to Colonia de St. Jordi to have a paella as all good Spanish families do for their sunday brunch. On a terras next to the beach we sat for ours enjoying the food, the sun and the company.

Palma is a bussy and historic city. The Cathedral was closed for the rest of the day when we arrived and we had to get used to the strange day rhythm of the Spanish. It seems that they only sleep during the day and prefer to eat and party while the rest of us sleep. The solution is -as often is the case- simple: why don't the Spanish turn back the clock let's say an hour or 3. So they can enjoy breakfast at 7 (=10), lunch at noon (=3 pm) and dinner at 6 (=9 pm) like the civilized world...
I guess we're stuck with it for the moment and have no real alternative then to adjust (a little) to their way of "life" ... :-)
Anyway I had fun shopping around  and seeing the sites. It turns out that Mallorca is actually owned by Germany and that half of the German population is living here. (The new West -or should we say South? - Germany one could argue)
With the proceeds of the market I cooked a ratatouille or as they say here pisto manchego