We awoke at 8am to pick up our Toyota sedan and by 10am we were on our way to the capital city of the island, which I had never visited for more than just a few minutes when picking a friend up from the airport. We didn't know how we were going to make it without a map, but thanks to the incredibly clear and easy road directions, we found ourselves in the outskirts of the city in no time.
The first thing one notices when entering Palma is the long lines of palm trees towering over the main costal avenue overlooking the sea where hundreds of luxury yachts, big and small, are docked, as if showing themselves off in a catwalk. The exuberant Palma Cathedral starts appearing before you to the right as you drive through Avinguda D' Antoni Maura with its parks and lakes surrounding the old city murals. We knew we wanted to visit the cathedral but with the itinerary we had, we probably wouldn't have enough time left to do so. We would have to leave that for next time.
After a few hours of driving around and admiring the old city, we parked in front of the Corte Ingles, the famous Spanish department store. We had been wanting to do some shopping for some time and decided now would be the perfect time. We had also heard they had a great stock of vegetarian food in their supermarket, so in we went.
I fumbled through the Young Ladies Clothing section while Ed followed, at first excited, then growingly impatient and bored. After I made my extensive selection and paid for everything, we went downstairs to the supermarket where our mouths went watery over the gourmet snacks, veggie food and drinks they had for sale. We filled a small basket with everything we wanted and quickly left El Corte Ingles in search for somewhere nice to have lunch. We hadn't really noticed, but about 3 hours had passed since we entered the mall; no wonder Ed was growing impatient and moody.
We were dying for a good sushi meal and since we knew our favorite Sushi restaurant from Buenos Aires was also here in Mallorca, we began our scavenger hunt. Apparently no one knew about Sushi Club, where it was or that it even existed. Since we were absolutely sure we had seen it somewhere, we insisted in our search, until we found a tourist information person who knew it all and was able to direct us exactly to our pot of gold. It was a fifteen minute drive from where we were but we made it in 5, we were so hungry.
When we got there we were surprised to find that the Mallorca Sushi Club was designed and decorated just the same as the Buenos Aires Sushi Club, and had the same menu. Flashback! We ordered, and for the next hour, savored our raw Japanese delicacies.
It was getting late so we jumped back in the car and drove back to the center of the city to have a walk-around before we had to head back to our forgotten and dreaded corner of the island. We drove to Plaza Espanya where countless shops and restaurants were located; where most tourists go.
I found some interesting shops and continued to splurge while I could while Ed looked around for something to take pictures of.
Finally, it was time to start heading back home. On the drive back, Ed and I talked about spending a few nights in Palma before we left the island. We still wanted to see the cathedral, the old Bellver Castle, have a walk around the Yacht Club, go out for Indian food, and go clubbing at Tito's or Abraxas. Just the two of us.
Growing exceedingly bored of our lazy days in Porto Petro, we decided it was time to take some action. The only thing that could make us happy right now would be to have a means of transportations that would enable us to expand our confinement outside of the Porto Petro boundaries. That's why today we rented a car early in the morning and decided to go to Palma for the day.