We turned off the main road. Up the drive. Nine hairpins to the top. Mirabo de Valldemossa– an old farmhouse, high on the hillside. Lived in for five generations, and now a small family hotel. We’d had no idea what to expect. It was the most idyllic spot. Every window framed the perfect view of … Continue reading Mallorca: Mirabo de Valldemossa – A Hillside Finca→
I brushed the crumbs from the seat, clues of previous passenger’s snack trolley delights. The best thing about the Ryanair flight was the oversized house fly that had hitched a lift and was bombing up and down the aisles, racing between the headrests. After picking up the blackcurrant berry of a Fiat 500 hire car, … Continue reading Mallorca: Son Brull – A Rural Sanctuary→
Sunday’s breakfast buffet bonanza involved small cakes, sliced hotdogs with onions and a panpipes version of I can’t live, if living is without you. Sturdily set up with breakfast stodge, and with only half a day left on the island, we needed to make the most of it and rushed down to the beach. Kite … Continue reading Mallorca – The End Already (5/5)→
Back in Arenal we went on a cat hunt. At one point I was stood in some bushes behind the Hotel Bahamas with around 14 cats. Yes, I know how to holiday! We did some exploring, searched the shops for Lion bars and wondered how we might fashion our own with a Sharpie pen and … Continue reading Mallorca – Hunting Cats & Closed Hotels (4/5)→
We wandered (and ate) our way through Palma until we reached the Passeig des Born, a beautiful tree lined boullevard full of proper shops and stylish cafes. It was warm enough to sit outside, but I wanted to sit inside and enjoy the interior of the newly opened GP Cafe. We ordered English tea, honey cake … Continue reading Mallorca – Tea & Cake at GP Cafe (3/5)→
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