At work we’re always reminded not to write our presentations in the format of ‘what I did in my holidays’, but rather to think about what overall message we’re trying to convey and construct our slides in that manner. The story needs to be strongly weaved throughout each slide, and if it’s just informing others of what we did then it has no place in the story and is scrapped.
I try to bring that ethos here, but you know what, sometimes I just want to write about what I did on my holidays. I’m not at work! You can’t make me!
So back to the point. Last weekend I had the pleasure of just 4 days in the Spanish sunshine on the beautiful island of Mallorca. This is what happened.
After a brutal 3am wakeup call and a miserable stint in Luton airport, I was on my way to Palma. The flight is only 2 hours which is a great length for a flight. Long enough to really get into a book, without getting too hungry. I spent the flight listening to Beach Music by Pat Conroy. It’s an epic of a book, and after 22 hours I was nearly finished. It is a great book, but wow is it long.
Upon landing, I found our taxi driver and waited for the two other colleagues who’d be sharing the taxi with me. You see, we were on a work trip – a team building excursion that happens once a year. Last year we camped in the New Forest, so this was quite the treat.
40 minutes of citrus trees, terraces and mountains later we pulled up to our hotel. We stayed at the Jumeirah Port Soller, and it was incredible. I was checked in with the aid of a refreshing glass of juice and a cold towel, and shown to my room by an enthusiastic bell boy. The hotel is quite new and the staff all seem so proud of it – with good reason.
I just couldn’t get over how blue the sea was.
We had about 30 seconds flat to settle into our delightful rooms, and then it was on with the activities.
That afternoon was spent on a teambuilding activity of a treasure hunt around the local towns of Port de Soller and Soller town. We mostly stayed in Soller town but we did get the tram between the two locations.
Unfortunately, I was so busy completing the trivia portion of the treasure hunt (long story) that I did not enjoy the tram journey as much as I should have. I thought I’d be going back on it, so I didn’t pay attention – but sod’s law, that didn’t happen so now I’m kicking myself.
The town itself was super pretty, and I’d like to go back and explore properly one day.
That evening we had a barbecue put on by the hotel, which was amazing. We had the most gorgeous view out over the water from the tables, and the food was delicious as well. When the sides are this good, you know you’re in for a treat.
The next morning was an early start as we all headed out on boats for the day. There were 30 of us, and we were split evenly across three big boats. We puttered out of the harbour and along the coast for about 45 minutes, and it rained the entire way. What was that about Spanish weather?!
Eventually we pulled into a secluded harbour, which had a cool rock with a hole in it. Some brave souls jumped into the sea, but then not one, not two, but 7 people were promptly stung by jellyfish. Ouch!
Packed lunches were distributed, at which point I realised that the repeated reassurances that there would be gluten free food for me were premature, as there was none. Given we were bobbing in the ocean, there was nowhere else I could get food, either. Kind colleagues donated the fruit from their packed lunches so mine consisted of two apples and a banana. Not amused. Soon enough we decided to head back to harbour, as an after lunch swim didn’t seem to be on the cards.
The weather had brightened up a bit, so it was a much nicer cruise back into harbour. Some folks were feeling rather green around the gills by this stage (not to mention the stung ones, not to mention the hangry ones) so our skipper put his foot down and got us back on solid ground in record time.
We spent the rest of the afternoon in or around the beautiful infinity pool back at the hotel. I really didn’t want to leave – I could have happily set up camp there for the rest of my days.
The pool did seem to stretch on into infinity – the blue of the pool mixing into the blue of the ocean, and then into the blue of the sky. Over the edge of the pool had been planted lavender, which gave a beautifully scented swim. Then we decided to investigate the spa…
I’m very glad we did because the views were just as incredible. Sat reclining in the warm jacuzzi with a view up and over the mountains is etched onto my mind. It was so relaxing! We gave the various saunas, hammams and salt rooms a go but to be honest they’re not really my thing. I quite liked the ice room, but mostly just for the décor.
That evening, 4 of us shared a taxi into Palma, and met up for dinner after we’d checked into our lodgings. I chose for us, and picked the amazing St Lorenzo’s restaurant. If you’re gluten free (or just like good food and good service) you absolutely have to visit this restaurant. The proprietress was so, so friendly and the food was delicious. There was a lot on offer that was gluten free; meatballs, calamari (in batter!), pizza, patatas bravas, and the grand finale was a dulche de leche crepe which I’m still dreaming about.
We left the restaurant having been mistaken for a group of actresses (not sure this is a compliment or an insult?!), and I went to meet S fresh off the plane.
The next two days were a lot less action packed, but a lot more food-and-drink packed (which is the way I like it!). We returned to St Lorenzo’s for the crepes, and Patricia was kind enough to let us take away extra for our breakfast the next morning.
We totally failed to find anywhere else to eat that was half as good, so we figured we’d just go with what we knew to be amazing. Sidenote: I’m totally convinced that Coca Cola Light, which you can only buy on the continent, is superior to Diet Coke. Anyone else share this view…?
We basically just enjoyed wandering around the city in the sunshine, looking at pretty old buildings…
…and eating whenever we fancied it.
What do you think of what I did on my holidays post? Is this kind of straight recap a bit of a snooze fest, or your preferred way of reading about people’s trips?
I’ll leave you at the port at Palma, the sun hot on our heads and a gentle breeze making the sails chink musically against the masts.
Until next time, Palma!
Linking up with Christine, Sara, Lauren & Bonnie for Travel Tuesday, with Malinda for Wednesday Wanderlust, and with Kate, Emily & Kerri for Wanderlust Wednesdays.