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Travel Blogs from Puerto Alcudia
El corazón del Mediterráneo
... a no lo puedo contar. Por ahora, nos fiamos en el Pelusa (Sergio) que es un súper dotado con navegación gps integrado, conocimientos médicos de enfermedades tropicales (por experiencia propia), con valor a manejar moto china en países donde no hay semáforos, y con fuerza para cargar su mochila "Y" la mía si hace falta jijiji.
Para darme algo de credito, tengo que informar que como había dicho al principio de toda esta parrafada, ...
Palma, Capital of the Balearics.
Palma, Majorca. Spain is a beautiful country and each city we visit captures our attention for its individual charm and character. Once again the town is set in front of rugged mountain ranges that provide an interesting landscape. Pulled in opposite us at the port is the Carnival Breeze, which dwarfs our Seabourn Pride with its 3,600 hundred passengers. We board our shuttle bus for a short ride to town at 10.30 and walk constantly until our return at 2.30, feet aching and ...
Palma de Mallorca
... we eigenlijk wel rond vonden we zelf en kregen best trek en wat doe je dan.........juist, terug naar de drijvende vreettent. Zo gezegd, zo gedaan. Een ieder verzadigd hebben we de middag rustig gevuld met ieder zijn eigen ding. De dames lekker in de hangmat in de zon die terug was inmiddels boven op het serinitydek, en de mannen de hut in om te pitten. Rond zes uur werden we opgehaald in onze hut om voor het eerst aan tafel te gaan in het Blushrestaurant. ...
Silver Spirit Swan Song
... including the French writer, George Sand. We heard about the cathedral's breathtaking interior but it is Sunday and, well, they are worshipping rather than hosting tourists. We miss the rose window which is said to be the world's largest.
Instead, we shop. Gloria finds shoes and boots which make her smile.
Heading back towards the shuttle bus stop, we see Ricky and James, our now dear friends from Australia and they inform us ...
Roller coaster that wasn't fun
... vomit a great deal. In the morning, Paul valiantly goes in search of drugs for me to take and at this stage I find I am willing to do just about anything. I take the drugs which help a bit, as does going up on deck to the middle of the ship. I still spend the day in misery praying for an end to the ocean so I can put my feet on dry land and not have to feel this horrible ...