Luabay Costa Palma
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- Minbar in room
- Continental Breakfast
- Reduced mobility rooms
- Non-smoking hotel
- Swimming pool
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... about ambition or dreams or frustrated dreams....slowly slowly. ....not clawing or holding on too tight. It really takes the pressure off, all things will happen, in their own sweet time! And our days here are long...we've worked mornings, and eaten late, cooking on and huddled close to the fire, off to bed at midnight. No TV, not much radio and next to no internet! The day stretches on until it's suddenly ...
... after that comes a second course of pastries. Either empanadas packed with meat and peas or sweet pasty shaped robiols with pumpkin marmalade or cream filling. If you've not already glued your mouth shut with all that pastry you can then tuck into dry pastry biscuits cut into hearts or stars, about half an inch thick! These are thankfully all sloshed down with champagne, which loosens pastry from back teeth quite successfully! Seb and I were in for ...
We had time to drive up to the Finca on Puig de S'Alcadena. Sitting in nearly 200 hectares the beautiful sandy stone building sits romantically above Alaro valley. The balcony would be perfect for a Romeo Juliet encounter, the interiors a museum piece, dusty and unchanged. Huge wooden doors opened to reveal the wooden screw drive and great ...
... it's concrete" Jason had explained last night and as the warm March sun (20degreeC!) began to dry the sods and wilt the piles of uprooted weeds, I could easily imagine the ground baking solid. Over the last decade Sarah and Jason have transformed their 4acre finca, enlarging the original house and adding a garage (non permisso accomodation) which is my comfortable abode. The brightly coloured vegetables I purchased at Alaro market glow on the stainless steel counter top ...
I'm struck by how 'all the same' we are. I stroll down to the seafront and post my postcards home. I settle in the sun outside a beautiful patisserie coffee shop and admire an older woman, white haired and intrepid in her stride making her way to the postbox, cards in hand! Then a gent in a white and orange shell suit walks by wearing a Russian style fur hat and wonder if perhaps we all a little different after all! Today has been nothing short of blissful. Once Alex and ...