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Day 7 Formentor

Day of the hairpin

  • We head out towards the northeast corner of Majorca - Becky tells me it is northwest and I still don't get it
  • The first stop is my choice, Parc Natural de S'Albuferar - supposedly a great birding park
  • No one else is excited to go but they agree to the stop on our way to the Alcudia market
  • The park opens at 9 and we are there by 9:30
  • It is already pretty hot out
  • We start on the 1 km walk to the visitor center
  • We hear birds but they are hard to see as the river/water is hidden by trees
  • At an opening we see some fish
  • I catch a glance of egrets between branches
  • We finally reach the visitor center
  • The sign says we have to register
  • We walk in and the "ranger" hands over a brochure
  • We are now considered checked in
  • I leave Becky and Lora on a bench in the shade and I set out on a walkabout, camera and water in hand
  • I head down a shady path to stay out of the sun but the birds did not have the same idea
  • I head down a sunny path to find the birds that didn't want the shade
  • I think they moved to the shade
  • My final count for the walk is 1 heron, 2 grebes, 3 coots and a rabbit
  • It is too hot for birds and me at 10:00
  • Strange they don't open at 6 or 7 but then again starting anything before 10 here is unheard of
  • I retrace my steps
  • I find Lora and Becky right where I left them
  • We walk 1 km back to the car and head out
  • Next stop Alcudia market
  • The old part of Alcudia is surrounded by a wall/rampart
  • We park across the street in a crowded lot an inch from a stone wall
  • We enter the walls but it doesn't look like the 'real' market we are looking for as in food - this is mostly trinket type stuff
  • We wander around a lot then finally ask -the section we are looking for is outside the opposite city gate
  • We buy olives w/almonds
  • We buy date, fig and orange cakes
  • We sample Cerrano ham which is delicious so we buy some
  • We buy Iberian ham - Iberian pigs are the ones which search for truffles - I guess that is what makes them so expensive so there is no free tasting - we just bought some on Lora's word
  • Time for coffee
  • It is so hot out that we want it cold
  • The menu says 'coffee with ice cubes'
  • Waiter, "You understand it is not 'ice coffee' which is coffee with vanilla ice cream"
  • Us, "Ok, what is it then?"
  • Waiter, "It is hot coffee and a glass of ice cubes"
  • Us, "Ok, we'll take 3"
  • Waiter, "So you want ice coffee?"
  • Us, "No we want ice cube coffee"
  • Waiter, "So no ice cream"
  • Us, "Yes, no ice cream, just the cubes and the coffee"
  • And that's what we got.
  • Next stop - a shop to buy a necklace
  • I am still trying to get the 'thank you' right in Catalan
  • I ask the shopkeeper
  • He says, "Gracias', 'gracees' - who cares I'm from Argentina."
  • We get to the wall and decide to walk part way around before leaving, even though it is too hot
  • It's always fun to walk the wall
  • We take photos of a family for them, they reciprocate
  • Back to the car park which is now pretty empty
  • I mention we can use gas at anytime but we decide to put it off
  • Time to head to the Formentor peninsula (northeast according to Sherrie, northwest according to Becky)
  • We can go left or right out of the lot
  • All in agreement, we choose left since we came from the right and want to continue in the direction we were heading
  • We pass a bullfight ring at the edge of Alcudia
  • We pass a nice crowded beach in a cove
  • The road dead ends
  • We U-turn and take the next right
  • All small roads now
  • None of the usual directional signs
  • We ask some Germans we pass
  • They have no idea of anything
  • We keep weaving until we see a main street up ahead
  • Back in civilization with signs
  • Wait, what do we see, the bullfight ring again!
  • It is now about 30 minutes since we left the parking lot
  • We start over at the parking lot and go right!
  • At least it was scenic
  • We stop for groceries as in herbal liquor, water and TP
  • We discuss gas but put it off
  • Good thing we are used to the Majorcan hairpin turn because that is the definition of the road on the Formentor peninsula
  • Although I'm not sure Becky is used to it
  • The first big turnoff is the Mirador de la Creueta overlook
  • We spend almost an hour walking around the well paved paths/lookouts
  • Every few feet is another spectacular view
  • Lots of swifts but that's about it for bird life today
  • We pass on the small café as it is very touristy and unappealing
  • Back in the car 2 out of 3 of us want to turn around as they've seen enough
  • But the driver says we are too close to the end point, as in the lighthouse at the tip of the peninsula, so I keep driving
  • I think they are just chicken of the hairpin turns
  • We do pass on going up the smaller, less paved road to the tower, for more views
  • We pass the beach parking with lots of cars but don't see the beach, pass goats and sheep, and finally get to the end/lighthouse
  • We pass the cars parked on the incline 'S' road and opt for taking a chance for parking at the top in front of the lighthouse
  • Perfect - someone leaves as we get there
  • Now we are starved so head for the café
  • It is a cafeteria type with pre-made sandwiches
  • We are so hungry we don't care how old they are
  • Along with coffee/coke/water we enjoy eating our sandwiches with a view out a tiny window
  • There are even flush toilets
  • We saw Menorca while driving in but by the time we finish eating it is lost in the haze
  • Out for a wander around the area (very small area)
  • Several goats in the parking lot by our 'JDY' car
  • We can view 2 peninsulas
  • Time to head down to Santa Ponca to drop Becky back at Mira
  • People pass us on the way down
  • They are very daring
  • Becky naps
  • Lora naps
  • Sherrie in not allowed to nap
  • Just as well so they don't get scared with my driving on the curves
  • Easy to follow signs to Palma via Pollenca so we can't get lost near the bullfight ring
  • When we pass El Campo we know where we are (location is always based on grocery stores)
  • Gas light comes on and no stations in sight
  • I park in the same spot in Santa Ponca as before
  • Vic comes out from Mira and meets us
  • We go for a beer/coffee again but not at Daniela's place
  • Practically next door is a bar run by 2 Argentinians, free Wi-Fi and no boobs
  • Time to head home
  • We take the 1 heading towards Palma
  • No gas station yet
  • Lora sees a Bauhaus sign (the home depot type store near our house)
  • She tells me to exit
  • "Not now - we aren't there yet"
  • Continue onto the MA-20
  • I wonder why Lora is so confused, she is such a good navigator
  • Lora sees a Bauhaus sign
  • She tells me to exit
  • "Not now - we aren't there yet"
  • Continue onto the MA-13
  • Lora sees a Bauhaus sign
  • She tells me to exit
  • "Not now - we aren't there yet"
  • Now I get it - I tell her they are only billboards advertising the store!
  • Lora is very tired and we are almost out of gas
  • Now we exit at Bauhaus
  • Almost home
  • We didn't have any ice cream today
  • We decide we are both starved so we stop at Festival Market (outdoor mall) to find a restaurant
  • We end up having a delicious Greek dinner on the upper level overlooking the shopping center
  • We order off of the German menu as we like the translation better

German: Lamb chop, pork medallion, beef steak, chicken breast, salad and baked potato
English : Lamb chop, pork medallion, lamb rib , chicken breast, salad and baked potato

  • The German translation was correct
  • We salivate through the meal but end up taking 1/2 home
  • We pass on the ice cream place - it looks awful
  • No gas station
  • We go to the circle, pass Bunyola exit, take 3rd right, go to next circle, pass Bunyola exit, take 3rd right, pass windmill, pass right turn, pass flag, turn left, 3rd gate, beep
  • Pull in on fumes
  • Close up house with no lights on
  • Time for Limoncello and tonic
  • Don't forget to get gas tomorrow

Posted by sherrietravels 11:57 Archived in Spain Comments (0)

Day 6 Palma

To Cathedral, To Market, Then Home Again

  • No buzzing
  • Late start to the cock-a-doodling maybe because the doors were closed and we didn't hear it
  • Best sleep yet
  • Off to Palma to see THE Cathedral
  • We easily find the underground parking with Becky navigating
  • Garage has a light above each parking spot, green means empty, red occupied
  • Makes finding the empties very easy, why don't we do this at Mizner
  • Walk towards some music - it is a military band playing "Stars and Stripes Forever"
  • Fountain at Cathedral has swan family - cute babies cooperate for photos
  • Inside get ticket and headset for self-guided tour
  • I listen to description but can't identify it with what I see
  • Talking stops and music only
  • Ten minutes later I discover my headset is broken and it should have talking with the music
  • Exchange head set
  • Ask for help and get description of what I am actually seeing
  • Can't find portal in description
  • Later Lora tells me it is outside the Cathedral (couldn't they have told me that)
  • Gaudi did a lot of restoration/creation on the Cathedral to restore some of the Gothic features
  • This is a don't miss stop
  • After being forced through the gift shop to exit we skip the included museum to wander the streets (we will return later for the museum)
  • We walk down a crowded shopping street and stop at an outdoor café for coffee and relaxation and people watching
  • Some horses ridden by red uniformed people pass by, maybe for the road race happening today
  • We enter a sausage shop for lots of free samples (garlic coated one is best)
  • We head towards the Mercat de l'Olivar - the big indoor food market
  • To get there we pass thru a placa with a big weird tree as in a big weird tree trunk, I think it is called the "Big Weird Tree Trunk Tree".
  • There is a barricade in the placa, a line of horses mounted with the red people, TV cameramen, and lots of people lined up, looking at a government building
  • We have no idea what is going on, so I approach the TV men and ask
  • This is the inauguration of the new mayor
  • Now in the know, we continue on
  • We cross Placa Major - a plain non-descript plaza except for the guy who is sitting in midair - no strings attached
  • We reach Placa de l'Olivar and the market - an ugly building with lots of good looking food inside
  • One whole section just for fish - lots of fish eyes staring at you, an oyster bar, sliced fish, whole fish, squid, lobster, tuna... on and on and on.
  • The other section is the produce, cheeses, meats, pig parts, lots of leg of pig, Kalamata olives, almond stuffed olives, big olives, little olives, bread ....
  • After making a few purchases we head back
  • We stop for ice cream - Becky gets raspberry/blueberry, Lora gets orange mint/orange-liqueur and I get hazelnut/café crunch
  • Becky decides to use the WC
  • Doesn't see any sign on them for girl/boy, man/woman, female/male
  • She looks up and down and all around
  • Nada, so she choses left
  • She enters the small outer room with the sink
  • She enters the small inner room with the toilet
  • She starts to come out of her inner room when she notices a man using the urinal
  • She says she didn't see it when she went in
  • She quickly closes herself back into her toilet room and waits until he leaves
  • Now she comes out a new shade of sunburn
  • Now she looks harder and sees the little man/woman signs about knee high on the doors
  • Belly laugh time
  • We head back to the Cathedral museum
  • We allowed plenty of time since it closes at 8:00 pm and it is only 5:30 pm.
  • We display our tickets and are told it is the wrong museum
  • We have to go to the one on the other side of the Cathedral
  • We mosey on over and get there just in time to run thru before closing at 6:00 pm!
  • Back to the car - no military band entertainment this time
  • I drive us back home with only 1 U-turn which I'm told doesn't really count since it was only a few feet into an industrial turnoff, not far enough to count
  • We enjoy our Limoncello, olives and nuts poolside
  • A relaxing swim - all or nothing as there are no steps into the pool
  • Watch the bee sized hummingbirds in the lavender bush
  • I search for the elusive hoopoe bird - no luck (I say elusive, Livia says plentiful)
  • Salad and sliced meats for dinner
  • No mosquitoes so far
  • Call it a night

Posted by sherrietravels 11:51 Archived in Spain Comments (0)

Day 5 Mira to Miro and Valldemossa

A or O that is the question

  • Awake at 5:00
  • As the vision in my left eye is a little distorted I head to the mirror to take a look.
  • I have a bite under my eye that swelled up to gargantuan proportions.
  • Dab some Benadryl.
  • Dab some hydrocortisone cream.
  • Chew a child's dose of Benadryl.
  • Do anything to get that lump off my face!
  • Try to relax and forget my eye.
  • Grab binos, Lumix camera, Nikon camera, bird list and head poolside to hunt the elusive hoopoe bird.
  • Livia says they are easy to see.
  • So far the count is 0.
  • Sit and watch quietly.
  • Scan the ground, trees and sky.
  • Sit and watch quietly.
  • Wander into the 3 tree forest.
  • Look thru the binos.
  • Wait - a very big bird of some kind in the distance by the tennis court.
  • Not a hoopoe but maybe an eagle or vulture.
  • I steady my arms, focus my eyes, and get ready to grab my camera.
  • I'm not sure but this looks like a good one.
  • I zoom my Lumix to the max 20x and shoot the picture.
  • I put on my reading glasses, zoom in on the photo and there it is!
  • The biggest pigeon I ever saw.
  • I pack up my gear and head back upstairs for breakfast.
  • The hoopoe can stay hidden.
  • Time to head to Santa Ponca to pick Becky up for a few days visit
  • Following our directions we have no problem getting there.
  • We get the only parking spot left on the 'little' street near a dock/cement block where Vic can dinghy to.
  • Call using my brand new Sim card.
  • It works.
  • Vic and Becky meet us, load Becky's things into the car and 3 of us head for coffee.
  • Vic heads for a run up the hill/mountain.
  • Lora knows about a café called Katzenberger opened by a German - Daniela Katzenberger.
  • She became famous for having a very big boob enhancement/reality show.
  • The café is very close so we head there.
  • All pink and cutesy with a skinny clothes boutique on the side.
  • After croissants and coffee we decide she should stick to the reality show business and not reality.
  • Off to Fundacio Pilar i Joan Miro - where he lived and worked during the 50's to 70's.
  • We have to drive around the neighborhood streets twisting and turning, mostly following signs to get there - and well worth it.
  • When buying the entry tickets we are asked if we are pensioners - in unison, "Yes", which saves us a few Euros each.
  • The gallery, his workshop and an old farmhouse used for his larger works and wall doodles were quite exciting to visit, especially the workshop.
  • The workshop was built specifically for him to create the lighting and environment he needed.
  • There are gardens and a fish pond with solid green (a very pretty green) water - not sure if it is supposed to look like that but I wouldn't want to fall in. The fish didn't seem to mind.
  • Next stop Valldemossa.
  • Park in our favorite lot. Pay the machine. Place ticket in the car and head to our garden café with a slight detour for Lora to get the plastic alarm thingy off her dress.
  • Eat, drink, watch the humming birds and leave in time not to miss the Monastery.
  • Definitely worth the visit but we don't pay extra to see Cell 4 where Chopin and George Sand lived. Each Cell has its own private garden with a view.
  • Another few rooms are dedicated to the Habsburg Archduke Ludwig Salvator who had several residences in Mallorca.
  • In Italian his full name is Luigi Salvatore Maria Giuseppe Giovanni Battista Dominico Raineri Ferdinando Carlo Zenobio Antonino.
  • In German it is Ludwig Salvator Maria Joseph Johann Baptist Dominicus Rainerius Ferdinand Carl Zenobius Antonin.
  • I especially like the letter from Teddy Roosevelt to Ludwig thanking him for his book and wondering if Ludwig would like Teddy to send him a copy of his own book.
  • We pay close attention to be absolutely sure without any doubt or room for error to leave the Monastery in time to get to the ice cream shop before it closes.
  • We return to the car where I read the back and realize it is not a Seat built in Spain but is a Skoda built in Chez Republic by VW and every other car in the lot has a JDY license plate.
  • After I recover from that shock we decide to drive DOWN to Port de Valldemossa.
  • Not far - just DOWN the hill.
  • This road is 180 degrees downhill with all hairpin turns.
  • You cannot see around any bend and the road is narrow.
  • Becky has her eyes closed and is holding her breath and braking the car from the back seat.
  • Lora doesn't say a word - I don't think she can talk, breathe and believe she agreed to this drive.
  • A red car followed us all the way down - probably happy to be 2nd in line.
  • Several cars pass going up - we all survive the passing but one car always waits at the wider area for the other to pass.
  • I didn't realize I wasn't breathing until we reach the bottom.
  • Basically I never shifted out of 2nd, all very scenic, no pull offs, no turning around, just keep going, beep horn at bends and pray.
  • The hairpin turn road to Soller was nothing compared to this.
  • I was mistaken before, this road has the honor of inventing the hairpin turn.
  • At the bottom we find a small car/boat parking lot, a few houses, a restaurant and several people.
  • The town is about 1 block wide by 1 block up.
  • I park in a boat spot as all the car spots are taken.
  • Lora and I take a walk.
  • Becky stays to guard the car and then move it when a car spot opens up.
  • The cliffs are red clay colored and greenish.
  • We stay about 30 minutes then decide to head back up to beat the dark.
  • On the way up I stall the car on a sharp turn where I had to go so slow I had to shift into first gear.
  • My passengers are very nervous (I'm being nice).
  • I have to backup a little to get enough oomph in the car to make the bend.
  • The car behind me gets impatient and somehow passes me on the inside.
  • I gun the engine and away we go.
  • Next time we get a more powerful car.
  • This is our toughest drive yet. Later I find out this is one of the 2 worst roads on the island.
  • I wish I knew where the other was so I don't go there.
  • We get to the top, breathe (we are all holding our breaths again and Becky still has her eyes shut), get ready to pull out onto the main road when a motorcycle comes speeding by so fast we almost don't see him.
  • We recover once again and this time successfully pull out and head home.
  • We make it before dark.
  • We treat ourselves to Limoncello and tonic poolside.
  • We deserve it.
  • For dinner we eat a tortilla, salad and wine. (The tortilla is a ready made item from the store - heat and eat - this one is a combination of egg, potato and spinach.)
  • We have a new evening routine to try:

1. Open the windows and doors for air

2. All fans on

3. Burn citronella candles

4. Spray mosquito repellant natural oils on skin

5. Prepare incense burners just in case.

6. Close windows and doors before sleeping

  • Becky sleeps in the sunroom/porch.
  • Let's see what the night brings.

Posted by sherrietravels 11:22 Archived in Spain Comments (0)

Day 4 Valldemossa

Just Barely

  • So dogs, roosters and mosquitoes did their usual thing at 4 but I was able to get back to sleep until 10.
  • A lazy start to the day with breakfast on the balcony followed by lounging poolside.
  • Livia joins us for a bit in between her daily routine of pool cleaning, dog walking, English tutoring and general good care of her guests.
  • We eventually get around to asking about her property which is currently on the market.
  • It is a hectare of land, 3 houses of varying sizes making up about 340 square meters I think. Lemon, almond and fig trees, tennis court (not in the best of repair), swimming pool - beautiful property but you have to want to live in Mallorca and be in the AirBnB business. BTW she is NOT leaving her beautiful Syrian doors behind. The doorway opening was made special for the doors - so I guess the doorway will remain an opening unless someone has custom doors made. If anyone is interested somewhere in the 1.9 mil Euros will get it for you. It seems perfect for a few couples who would want to run it together.
  • On day 2 we reported the shower head broken - someone had snapped the holder so only hand held showers were possible. Very difficult to wash hair that way. Today I get to try out our brand new shower head - great pressure, several massage settings and it stays up on its own. Thank you Livia. Still best to conserve water though as Livia will remind me every time she gets a chance.
  • Gabby shows up in her farmer overall shorts and cute sun hat. She's looking for a man at least 180cm tall and doesn't talk a lot. Applicants can send resumes via Livia.
  • Time to do the grocery shopping and buy a Spanish Sim card for my phone.
  • Livia sends us to El Campo at Centra Commercial.
  • Right at the circle, right at the next circle, 2nd right past Festival Park into circle towards Palma, right at circle onto highway, first exit, thru construction, follow the signs to Centra Commercial, twist and turn all over the place.
  • Enter parking lot.
  • Go wrong way in parking lot.
  • Get honked by car I cut off.
  • Avoid wrath of driver by going downhill into a parking garage.
  • Abandon the car and run for it before we are recognized.
  • Grab a free shopping cart so don't have to put a coin in.
  • Enter store which turns out to be a small indoor mall.
  • Find a phone store which says Vodaphone and Orange and Happy.
  • I purchase a Sim card which I am told is the Orange network which is one of the good ones here.
  • I hope it works.
  • It is 15 Euros for about 5 minutes and 1.2 gig of data and maybe some texts plus 10 Euros more for an extra minutes and/or messages and/or data and then some free of the same- I am not sure what I am getting but it seems like a good deal.
  • I am told to call a number on the card to get the details - they will speak English.
  • So it is .048 +.18 to call the states, .01 +.18 local calls in Spain in Euros. Seems cheap enough for my needs.
  • That is the most info I can get at the store.
  • I'll figure the rest out later.
  • They put the Sim card in my phone.
  • I hope I don't lose my U.S. one.
  • It will activate in 15 minutes.
  • We leave to go grocery shopping.
  • El Campo is the biggest grocery store ever - has clothing and appliances - like a super store at home but lots more food.
  • Pig legs galore hanging from racks.
  • A whole row is just tomato varieties - at least 8 types of cherry tomatoes alone.
  • Lora falls in love with the bin food - she's only seen it for candy.
  • Here there is a great selection of nuts, snack combos, pastas, grains...
  • She isn't sure which nut combo is best so takes a small amount of each.
  • We have to figure out how to use the scale to print the price tag.
  • Select a picture that looks like a nut.
  • The resulting screen is useless.
  • Start over.
  • Select a picture that looks like pasta.
  • That was a stupid idea.
  • Try several other pictures.
  • Give up and wait for someone else to price their item.
  • Ok - we got it - first select the range of numbers that includes your bin number.
  • Now select your number from the next screen.
  • Now the item is weighed and price tag printed for later scanning at the checkout.
  • Each bag she filled comes to about ten cents.
  • Stick the tag on the item bag.
  • Catalan is not quite as easy as Spanish - in fact - much harder.
  • But now we have the method down.
  • We find tonic for our Limoncello.
  • We manage to find everything we want or vice versa.
  • Go to self checkout.
  • Put up bag of nectarines.
  • We forgot to price them.
  • Lora runs back to weigh them while I pretend to be busy at the checkout so no one will notice I'm just waiting.
  • Lora returns and we complete checkout without anymore delay
  • Return to car cautiously, making sure the guy I cut off isn't waiting for me.
  • Load car and return the cart hoping to collect the 1 Euro coin that someone else paid.
  • Nada!
  • Carefully exit the garage.
  • Carefully drive in the correct direction in the parking lot.
  • Get on the highway and step on it.
  • Back home to our finca to unload and relax for an hour again
  • Now we decide to start the day - 4:00pm.
  • Text Becky to figure out when to pick her up tomorrow.
  • Leave the house but forget to take the phone.
  • Head to Valldemossa.
  • We have this - take the M1130 to the M1140 to the M1110.
  • The drive takes about 30 minutes.
  • We park in the first lot we see, pay for a few hours which turns out to be good unto 10:00am tomorrow, and walk across the street into town.
  • Since the famous monastery where Chopin and George Sand stayed doesn't close until 6 we figure we have time for a quick coffee.
  • The winning café is the one with the cutest garden seating in a courtyard behind the main section of a tiny café.
  • We enjoy our cappuccinos, chocolate ensaimada (local Majorcan pastry) and spinach empanada.
  • While eating/drinking we notice that the bees in the bougainvillea are really bee sized humming birds.
  • I spend a "few" minutes trying to photograph them hopelessly.
  • We head for the Monastery only to find out we just missed the last entry.
  • New plan needed.
  • Next door is an art display of Alexander Sorokin and wife Svitlana (Russian).
  • Lora recognizes the name.
  • We browse their artwork - which we both like.
  • We meet both artists.
  • We take pictures with them.
  • We chat.
  • They sign some postcards for us.
  • We buy a few prints each.
  • They tell us where their studio is - down around the bend thru the arches and on the left. - They will be there on Saturday painting outside.
  • With rolled, tubed prints in hand, we head out for a wander walk.
  • Head towards the studio to see if we can find it.
  • After going one block down narrow lane and thru arches the road ends with a great view of the valley and mountains, a restaurant and a café but no studio.
  • On our way back down the narrow lane, a car comes - we jump into a doorway to avoid it.
  • Alexander is driving the car.
  • He signals us to follow him thru the arches.
  • He parks in front of this tiny doorway, opens it and invites us into his studio.
  • The door is hidden under a tree so we didn't even see it - not that it looked like it would be a studio.
  • A tiny stone room with a great window and a closet with his personal paintings, vertically stacked is all there is.
  • You can hardly move in the studio but it is covered in his original oils and acrylics.
  • Lots of character.
  • We say we will try to come back and watch him paint.
  • Head back to the ice cream shop recommended to Livia.
  • It closes as we walk in.
  • Do you notice a pattern?
  • We wander around.
  • There are lots of shops with Mallorcan pearls which we find out are actually manufactured pearls but beautiful looking.
  • We buy a copy each of George Sand book "A Winter in Mallorca" - one in English one in German.
  • Lora buys a dress, shawl and top.
  • The owner recommends a restaurant, Sa Mata to us.
  • We ask the waitress what Sa Mata means - it is a plant that grows in the mountains and has a red berry in wintertime,.
  • She gets her IPad and shows us photos of it.
  • I have Lomo con Col - pork loin and sausage wrapped in cabbage
  • Lora has Tumbet Mallorquin -eggplant, tomato, pepper, potato - like a ratatouille
  • Mine was good, Lora's better.
  • We drive home, giving up the extra time on our parking ticket.
  • I have my trusty flashlight out to light our way up the staircase.
  • I have to remember to let Livia know the light doesn't work.
  • Back up in our apartment, Lora inspects her dress purchase.
  • It has one of those plastic nailed in never to be removed without the proper tool things like we have at home to prevent theft.
  • We will deal with it later - for now we can only think about sleep.
  • Turn the fan switch.
  • It just spins.
  • Remove the knob, turn the switch stub, replace the knob.
  • Go to sleep.

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Day 3 Sailing on Mira

To sea or not to sea

  • It was easy to get up early for the sailing trip since I never slept.
  • I was buzzed all night by a mosquito.
  • I kept hiding my head under the sheet only coming out once in awhile for air.
  • Then the dog started barking, triggering the rooster or maybe the rooster triggered the mosquito or the mosquito triggered the dog and the rooster.
  • I'm a little sketchy on the order of things.
  • Either way, by 5:00am I give up on sleep.
  • So does Lora.
  • Go to the balcony to relax and calm down listening to the morning birds.
  • Get ready for sailing.
  • Pack up food.
  • Load the car.
  • Beep the gate.
  • Head to the 5 Euro tunnel.
  • 30 minutes door to door Port de Soller.
  • Look for the free parking lot.
  • Find the pay parking lot, pass it, looking for a free spot on the street.
  • End up almost to the lighthouse.
  • First U-turn of the day.
  • Go back to the pay parking lot.
  • Pay the meter and head to the beach.
  • Call Becky so Vic can pick us up in the dinghy.
  • I wade into the water and pull the dinghy in the last 2 feet.
  • Load it up, push it off shore, paddle a minute, start the engine, head for Mira.
  • The engine dies.
  • Start to paddle.
  • Vic finds the fuel line and reattaches it.
  • Start the engine.
  • Stop paddling.
  • Board Mira.
  • Head off to Sa Calobra.
  • We power there as there is no wind.
  • Seas are flat.
  • We want to beat the tour boats.
  • The coastal cliffs are vertical, beautiful and breathtaking.large_P1040813.jpglarge_P1040811.jpg
  • We eat breakfast and coffee on deck.
  • Arrive at our destination fully refreshed without any thoughts of mosquitoes.
  • We are in a tiny cove, surrounded by mountains (except on the sea side).
  • We set anchor and just take in our surroundings, like the 2 naked men finished with their swim and boarding the yacht next to us and the naked man on the beach standing for his morning stretch. He was sufficiently far away that I had to use binoculars to determine gender.
  • We load the cameras into the wet bag - actually the dry bag.
  • Vic dinghies Lora, Becky and me to shore.
  • I no longer need binoculars to view the gender of the stretcher.
  • Vic returns to Mira.
  • Since it is dry season we are able to walk in the canyon.
  • Normally the Torrent de Pareis (River of Twins) flows here but we do not even have a trickle of water coming thru, just a couple of small pools of water.
  • We find a small cave that I go to investigate.
  • As I approach I'm thinking local toilet.
  • As I enter, I see the tell tale TP on the ground.
  • It doesn't stop me as there is a good window looking out that I have to climb up to.
  • Turns out it looks like a skull from the outside and I am in the eye.large_P1040860.jpg
  • Back out, walking further into the canyon, bird watching. Very exciting - pigeons, gulls, swifts, and some other unknown flyer.large_P1040886.jpg
  • The walk starts out pebbly then turns more rocky.
  • I keep thinking the Big Thompson flood in Colorado so I'm enjoying the walk while having disturbing thoughts.
  • We pass a rope hanging for the top of the canyon sides - presumably from rock climbers.
  • We also pass many cairns people have built with the local stones found along the way.
  • They are not there to mark the trail as there is no reason, so just for fun or prayer to prevent a flood while walking.
  • We go as far as a small pond bounded by large boulders which would entail more work to go around.
  • Time to head back.
  • We are lucky we missed the tour boats as we had the canyon almost entirely to ourselves.
  • We head back to the sea where there is a walking tunnel to the commercial area.
  • We pay .50 Euro for the toilet but as in all the toilets we have used in Mallorca so far, it is very clean, has TP and easy to determine how to flush.
  • On our way back to the beach, we pick up a hot dog for Vic. Our treat for his taxi service.
  • After boarding Mira, Vic shows us how to watch fish - drop some bread and hundreds will come!
  • After lunch we search for goats on the mountainside - Vic insists he saw two climbing a vertical wall but Becky didn't believe him since she didn't witness it.
  • As we are about to give up and leave - out come 2 goats climbing a vertical wall.
  • Ok, we are all believers now.
  • We head back to Soller with the Drifter up. Not a lot of wind but we sail until we are just standing still, then power the rest of the way.
  • At least we had some really quiet sailing time - nothing like the feeling when the engines are first turned off! Heaven on earth.
  • The perfectly clear skies make room for a few beautiful cloud formations.
  • Find a new spot in the harbor to anchor.
  • Just sit and relax awhile, then head to shore for dinner.
  • We share a few dishes including a carrot soup that has pesto and almond ice cream - I had to order it since it sounded so strange - actually quite good. So were the fish dishes.
  • Becky and Vic head back to Mira, we head to the car.
  • We will see them again on Friday.
  • On the way out, we notice the free parking lot.
  • Now we are experts on leaving the area and are back home in 30 minutes.
  • We unload the car, start up the long flight of stairs triggering the outside light to come on, then it goes off midway up and won't come on again.
  • I dig out my trusty travel flashlight and light up the way.
  • Now all I have to look forward to is sleep and mosquitoes.

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