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Wow Mallorca, what an awesome place!!
Its difficult to think of what it didn't have to offer. What did it have to offer? Beautiful mountain and coastal scenery, fabulous food, great beaches, historical market squares and ancient architecture, quaint and quiet villages and farms, friendly people. Sure there were alot of tourists in some parts and some of the most picturesque bays were crowded beyond belief with English holidaymakers. So its not perfect by ...
... water. We only made it to the top of our legs before we called it quits, but some people were brave enough to swim. We tanned some more before heading to some souvenir shops.
When we got back from the beach, we went to the spa for a few hours and had the chance to relax one last time on the cruise ship. We watched the boat depart from the port from the outdoor spa on the back of the cruise. It was a neat experience!
... because lunch was so ginormous. I had mussels and squid and then a burger. (Sorry Yasmin!) I got to go swimming again after lunch but not for very long. There were awesome waves in the sea and that's my favourite part. I finished my movie on the way home and I was really tired so I went to bed shortly after.
After a slight sleep in, we decided we would head to the opposite beach of the island from yesterday. We ended ...
... was still bright enough that we had a great view of all the beauty greeting us around every corner.
Back across the island in Manacor, we had a very sleepy dinner and headed home to bed, tired and happy.
So our first full day in Mallorca and we were able to spend it with family (a true treat) in my Aunt Susan, cousin Vicky and her lovely boy Marc. For those reading who are unaware, Susan is my Dad’s sister ...
... we have to try and explain everything to Airport Security Man #2, the one who is actually looking at our bags under the Xray. He does not care who we have talked to, what we have paid for, what time our flight is or what has happened, at all. He opens and goes through the suitcase, and takes out our wine (from Paris, intended as gifts), leaving several other large bottles of liquid without a second glance. He very gingerly places the wine bottles in the "garbage" ...