Our arrival in Mallorca went smoothly, and as soon as we got there we decided to take a nap. And then we decided to keep on sleeping for the rest of the night. We were exhasted, and Mallorca proved to be just what we needed. Beautiful beaches and sun. The beach we were staying near was a very touristy spot, for what seemed to be entirely all German and British families. I was quite entertained listening to all the little childrens' british accents as they played on the beach. After exploring a little we found what became our favorite spot, secluded little lava rocks that jutted out into the ocean next to a small little cove-like beach. We spent many hours just soaking up the sun.
The hostel we were at was run by a german couple and we all fell in love with Olf. He bar-tended and hung out with us several nights at happy hour and we really came to enjoy his company. We made some Australian friends at the hostel who were quite entertaining and friendly. I think Jake was relieved to have some guy time too, he had been such a good sport hanging out with us three girls for so long.
We made a trip into the main city of Mallorca called Palma, where the Spanish king spends the month of August. It was a really cool city and we ate one of the best Menu del Dias (2 course meal with wine and a dessert) we'd had on the entire trip there.
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| The Australians and Olf |
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| Palma |
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