P A L M A , T H E F I R S T

With only a few days left on Mallorca, I've realized how many things I haven't blogged about yet - so now I'm feeling pressured to finish it all before I leave. I'm doing this as much for your entertainment as I am for the benefit of my own memories! So, the following plethora of images are from our first visit to Palma, on March 9th - already a whole month ago (weird). We spent the entire day museum hopping and wandering the tiny streets.

Our first stop was Es Baluard Museu d'Art Modern i Contemporani. These pieces are by Amparo Sard, a Spanish artist. All are perforated paper - very impressive (and so beautiful), I think!

Picasso ceramics make me smile!

I am obsessed with the shadows of the palm leaves, for reasons I cannot exactly explain. I have noticed that I often stop to take pictures of them cast on cobblestone roads, against stucco walls and reflected in pools of water. I suppose they're an ultimate symbol of sunshine to me, and so I am extremely drawn to them!

Views from the top of the museum.

After the museum, we wandered around and ended up strolling down Paseo de Born where we stopped for a coffee and a snack. I cannot be sure that I am remembering this correctly - but I think this bebida (hehe) is essentially espresso over condensed milk. I'm not sure why I felt compelled to order it (too sweet!) but it looked pretty in it's little cup.

This enchanting little pond of sorts is hidden back from the road on the way to the Palma Cathedral. Swans!

The altar piece, by Ghandi - pretty wild!

I spotted this woman, eyes closed, basking in the sunlight - she was so beautiful and looked so at peace! I tried to sneak a photo at closer range, but she opened her eyes and then I felt like a total creep.

Last we visited Fundación Juan March where they had a lot of nice things to look at, but I was most enticed by the Vladimir Lebedev exhibition. He was a graphic artist, but probably most well known for his children's book illustrations, which are precious - something I have been into for quite some time. I fell in love with his nude portraits. They're so soft and lovely.

Ashley, observing a painting by someone - I do not know who! My apologies to the unknown artist.

Terminado! Almost.

S U N N Y D A Y A T ' H O M E '

After a bike ride to the Coves de Campanet (pictures coming soon after!), I put together a nice little lunch for Sister and I. We took advantage of a quiet afternoon and donned our swimsuits for the first time this year, napped pool-side, laughed a lot and got some sun.

It's hard to believe, but it's true - our last day here at La Serranía is very quickly approaching. We leave on Friday! I have mixed, bittersweet feelings about it - but I know Ash and I are ready and excited for the next chapter of our adventure; Barcelona with Elena & Clara! Cannot wait!

We bought our train tickets today and plan to travel along the French Riviera once we leave Barcelona, then pop back into Spain for a few days before we head north to Amsterdam (maybe Brussels, too).

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I am sure this is a long shot - but I am going to put it out there just in case! We are looking for places to stay along the Riviera and also, I will need a place to go for a couple of weeks in May (the 3rd through the 15th) when I am in the UK*. I know so many of you are reading from all around Europe and the United Kingdom, so if you have room for us, we would be forever grateful! Please let me know if you, or perhaps a friend of yours, might be able to put us up for a few days within the next few weeks. We will wash your dishes, sweep your floors and be the most polite and enjoyable guests you've ever had - cross my heart!

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*I just realized I never updated you all on what's happening with our long term plans and how we're getting around the Schengen dilemma. Whoops - I will do that soon!

P O R T D E P O L L E N Ç A

Last Friday, Ashley and I borrowed a couple of bikes and rode them from La Serranía to Port de Pollença. The sun shone for the one hour journey but not too long after we arrived, big dark clouds rolled in and the rain started coming down. At the time we were walking along the beach, admiring the adorable little hotels and the architecture. We ran for cover - mostly for Ashley's sake (her hair can be a bit wild) and thought about what to do during a rain storm, which wasn't too hard considering we are seasoned professionals when it comes to grey weather. So, we found a cafe on the beach, protected from the downpour with an awning and little fireplaces, ordered hot cocoa and eavesdropped on the group of boys seated at the table behind us. They kept us pretty entertained, the hot cocoa was perfect and and the view was beautiful.

 

By the way, I found the beach I was looking for - but the weather was not on my side that day! Taking a dip in the Mediterranean will have to wait, I suppose.