Finca Can Penya
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... in my life We eventually arrived at our little country apartment just after midnight.
By the next morning we were feeling a bit bewildered as to how we were going to find our way around and arrange to hire a car. There was very little English spoken at the farm and my French and my Spanish are both somewhat limited. Even though we were only about a kilometre from the village and less than 20 kilometres from Palma it felt like we were quite isolated where we ...
... up, we got ready for our last fancy dinner on the ship at a steakhouse called Cagney’s. We each had lobster and shrimp as well as dessert that neither one of us could finish.
In order to have our luggage carried out of the cruise for us, we had to have had it packed and ready by midnight. Obviously, since we’re never on time for anything, we didn’t make the deadline. The few glasses of wine we each had probably didn’t ...
... the Mediterranean – Ben and I shared mussels and I shared a delicious seafood paella with Vicky & Steve…plus the aforementioned cervezas…yum! Thanks so much Susan – you are too kind!
More beach time for Benj (I tell him all the time that he was born part fish), and Alex may have come across me crying on the beach because something sad happened in my book but I admit nothing.
It’s been quite a ...
... a bit sunburnt. We went to a monastery called Lluc and took some pictures. There is a "silencio" area but I couldn't stay silent because I felt jittery. We had a forgettable but enjoyable dinner and got home late and I went almost straight to bed.
We started our day at Susan's with a small breakfast before heading to Valldemossa and Ben was excited because he got to the the place where Chopin briefly lived. After ...
... it, though I couldn't have done anything about it anyway because she had already sent the duffle bag without asking me.) There are less than 40 minutes until our flight is supposed to take-off at this point.
Sean returns with our printed boarding passes and a receipt, and RyanAir Counter Lady #3 sends us on our way, closes her counter and leaves. We look at our passes and for some reason there's no gate printed on it. It tells us to check the board, which ...