An idyllic mountain village sprawled in the mountain range of the Serra de Tramuntana is precisely what you can expect when you visit Fornalutx. The spectacular views from the village are what dreams are made of. Continue reading “The Most Beautiful Village In Spain – Fornalutx, Mallorca”
Summer is heating things up here in Mallorca, it’s always magical to be back in Mallorca, Spain. My other home, the place where my soul feels full. The heat is pretty intense, although life in Mallorca is always pretty hot. With endless activities and adventures to be had, I have been enjoying some stunning sightseeing around the island and making my list of everything I want to do while I am here.
The marina’s are always endlessly lined with yachts, which really makes me crave some sailing adventures. It feels like forever since I have been on the water with sails up.
I am always so impressed with these avid cyclists climbing mountains on the narrow steep roads around the island. It amazes me the terrain I see some of them on. Needless to say, I am not quite at that level.
The array of beautiful food you can get at the markets is something to be massively appreciated. Everything your heart could desire and then some is beautifully and proudly on display.
There truly is beauty to be appreciated around every other corner in the main city Palma de Mallorca. Palma always has an endless high energy vibe to it.
If your keen to cover a lot of surface area of the island in a day, then renting a car and cruising around is your best bet. The mind blowing beauty when you are driving through the mountains is always spectacular.
Sa Colobra is an incredible spot bursting with beauty, the perfect place to give your eyes a feast. The road to get there is known as one of the most scenic roads in the world. It was built in a way as to avoid making tunnels through the mountains. The road is built as though it is in the shape of a snake, weaving in and out, with more then 50 curves and sharp turns, and did I mention how extremely narrow they are. Definitely a road trip that you won’t soon forget.
Basking in the ambiance of Sa Colobra is well worth the drive.
I love the tunnels carved straight through the mountain, it is always a great way to cool down from the hot sun as the caves have a very chill temperature. The earthy smell inside is also pretty enjoyable.
My advice would be to open your heart to take in all of the abundant beauty on offer.
You will never be short of incredible views and fantastic restaurants. This place called Rancho Grande popped out of nowhere while cruising the North of the Island, it was too enticing to pass up, and the sunset was perfectly ambiant for the occasion.
Sometimes the most spontaneous stops are the most memorable.
This road trip was finished off with a little pit stop and stroll in one of my most beloved places – the town of Deia.
This beautiful town is build on the hillsides above the sea, and is oozing with charm and class. Some of the most expensive homes in the world reside on these mountains. I always enjoy a visit to this elegant little town.
Ahh yes, summer luvin’ happens so easy when your playing in Mallorca. This Island is truly a spectacular place.
Live tunes, cold drinks, amazing people and an epic atmosphere. Sounds pretty darn awesome doesn’t?! That’s because those things are awesome! Agua Bar in Palma de Mallorca, Spain, is exactly where it’s at if those are things that are up your alley. Agua Bar has it all.
That’s actually a fish tank in the window, and looks really cool when you are beside it. You know, makes sense as Agua translates in English to Water.
One of my absolute favorite water holes for years now – and for good reason.
Agua has been around for about 11 beautiful years. It makes Palma a better place. Even though Palma is generally ridiculously amazing, Agua is the cherry on top.
Throughout the week they offer lots of various excitement for you to enjoy. Monday’s are flip night, where you can try your luck at a coin toss to see if you can call the throw correctly to nail yourself a beverage on the house. Thursday’s are ladies night, where the ladies can indulge in free wine & cava, from 7 – 10:30. Wine & cava not your thing? Well in that case you can instead receive 50 percent off any other drink your little heart desires. Friday and Sunday are the famous ‘Open mic nights‘, and then there is Charity Saturdays, where the generous, thoughtful and awesome guy’s who run Agua, Rich & Lee, will donate 50 cents from every drink purchased throughout the night to a charity. So you can drink with a cause and not feel guilty about being a party animal.
Care for a shot?
When in Palma, I frequent Agua bar on Friday and Sunday nights to take in their open mic nights. There is always some incredible talent to enjoy, and loads of Agua bar locals. Music feeds the soul, and makes my little world go round.
Why not have a little listen for yourself.
The famous open mic nights are exactly that, so that means they are pretty popular and the place fills up. Everyone wants to either hear or be part of the epic jam sesh’s.
You could say Agua is almost like a small community, its a place where everyone knows your name, and everyone just happens to be awesome. I am sure you agree that it’s rare and rad to find a bar that’s pretty much rammed with cool peeps. That would be Agua’s magnetism. It attracts exactly what it is. If you are good to the bar, they are just as good to you.
One of the best things ever is the ‘went for a pee card‘. If for whatever reason you have to leave your drink, all you gotta do is grab a card and pop it on your glass. It works like a freaken charm. Being such a kick ass establishment, its totally legit, and no one tampers with your drink. Not many bars you can say that about now-a-days.
Trust me when I say, no matter what day you go to Agua bar you are always guaranteed to have a damn good time. I have had many endless great times there.
It has some pretty sweet decor, show casing all the amazing classics all over the walls. The place is warm, inviting, and air conditioned in the summer. Let’s not forget Palma is hot as hell in the summer, so why not go cool down in Agua. Good ol’ Agua, just consistently checking all the boxes. It’s definitely a bar not to be missed in Palma. It will reel you right in – just like it did me. The first time I visited it, magic happened, I felt right at home, and the rest is history.
Sooo, see yah there this weekend? What are you waiting for?! Whether your there to play or just to listen, it will rock your socks off. Yup, that’s my kinda Jam.
One thing to remember when embarking on a dinner mission in Spain – ‘Most restaurants don’t open before 8’. Freaken heck though, most westerner’s don’t like to eat after 8. It can be a tad bit of an adjustment. Seeing as how I am programmed to have dinner quite early in the evening, I always tend to forget this late dinner fact.
My friends and I had dinner plans, and we decided to just wing it – meet up, be spontaneous and just find a place. It just so happened to be about 6 pm, and the streets were quite and most restaurants chained up, dark and lifeless. Yes it was way to darn early. ‘Dang’ we thought, where the heck are we gonna get some chow?!’
Long behold, we came across ‘La Cueva’. With 20 people standing outside(well maybe 10, but in dead streets it looked like 20) we figured there was a good chance it was open. We took a peak inside – and damn straight, it was OPEN! Score! We were in there like flint.
Not before having a photo shoot in front of the door.
From the entrance we had to go down a few stairs(I know from the previous photo you would assume up, BUT, it was down), and enter into the restaurant which is very much like a cool ass little cave. With ‘La Cueva’ translating to ‘The Cave’ in English, it only made sense really.
OK, ok, that’s excessive, it would be far too much…… So we each just chose 2 tapas each for the table.
It was still way too much in the end, but at least we got to try a bit of everything. They have their system down pat, and are ready to rock with the plates at any given moment. It was very good service. The only thing I did notice was the microwave.
We were a bit shocked at how incredibly fast it came, and not being someone whom uses microwaves myself, it was a small bit daunting, but being as hungry as we all were – we weren’t about to complain, and in reality, its not like they were hiding the fact they use a microwave for some things. Everything was made fresh, and I suppose it was necessary to keep up with the capacity of clients they receive. So really, it is what it is. No biggy what-so-ever.
We opted to choose a different Vino then the one on the table, and instead went for the Jose. L. Ferrer. One of my favorite vineyards in Mallorca . We tested out a bit of everything food wise. From olives and aioli,
onward to, potatoes with aioli, mushrooms, pepper padrons(one of my all time Mallorcan favorites), Mallorcan bread and cheese.
Not to mention, shrimps still sizzling.
The food was all ridiculously good to be honest, and super traditional. If there is one thing I enjoy most in life, it’s taking in as much of the local cultures and traditions where ever in the world I may be. Even when it happens to be in my own Country of Canada.
Just when we thought we were having the time and feed of our lives – in came the live music. My little world would not turn without music, and I am ALL about live music, in any and all forms. So this rocked my darn world.
In came the cavalry.
Pucker up princess. They were freaken awesome! And such good sports. Not to mention, I do love the accordion oh so much! I am into the most random things. I also happen to play a few tunes on the harmonica. Bet you didn’t expect that.
My time was running short in Mallorca. Even though I am never gone that long, I like to end my time here with the most Mallorcan experiences as possible. Considering we thought we were outta luck unless we waited for places to open – we were pleasantly surprised. A feast for a king – a hungry king at that. This little gem of a restaurant was absolutely great, and I would go back to ‘La Cueva‘ in a heart beat.
Hungry for some traditional tapa’s before 8 pm? Well meet me at La Cueva.
There is nothing like a Mallorcan adventure. More so, just a nice afternoon excursion out of Palma. It’s always good to get out of the city when you can, there is just way too many things to experience on this wondrous island. The winter weather has been so incredibly awesome, it just asking to be basked in.
Santa Maria was the destination on the dice. A beauty of a little town on the interior of the island. No massive plans really, just take a nice walk around, find a beauty of a spot to enjoy some lunch, and sip on some fine wine.
Previously I have been to Santa Maria, but only by car. This time around, we were taking the train. You would be amazed at the awesome little metro system here on the island. I sure the heck was. I had been planning on taking the metro for years here on the island – just for something different, but always ended up driving everywhere. Knowing we had the intention of indulging in some vino, driving was not the mode of transport for us classy ladies.
The trains actually come much more frequent than expected.
We grabbed our tickets, and it was GO time!
Aaaalll aboard. Next stop, Santa Maria.
Ok, not the classiest looking train stop.
The rest is damn classy though. You just hang tight…..
It’s such a nice and quaint little town – epic little place to enjoy a stroll.
This little gas station was too cute not to photograph.
Let’s not forget that it was also during the hours of siesta. So it was extra quiet in the streets. There is no messing around when it comes to siesta time in these necks of the worldwide woods.
Suddenly along our path, we came across an establishment called ‘Livingdreams‘.
With a name like that, I was intrigued and drawn right in. It has such a crisp modern chic and naturally minimal appeal to it.
So we grabbed a table in the front and preceded to get on the vino and olive wagon. The service was given with all smiles, and super welcoming personalities. I was diggin it -that’s for darn sure.
A little while into the day dreaming, nature was calling. That vino was going right through me. So I had to search out the ladies room. I didn’t expected to be astonished. Little did I know, I was absolutely about to be living a dream. A kick ass one that you are happy to not wake up from for as long as you possibly can.
I was pleasantly surprised just walking through the lux establishment, absolutely thinking, ‘well hello, this is enchanting now isn’t it?!’
Very appealing on the eyes.
However, upon entering the courtyard to which I was directed in order to find the ladies room, my eyes widened with sheer delight.
Hiding in the back was a classy courtyard ambiance. The next big thing in my head was, ‘We are moving! right freaken now!’
Wait though on second thought, it’s best I visit the ladies room….. Gotta stick the with program.
After that business was taken care of, it was straight back to Kassandra to say my thoughts outloud ‘We are moving, right freaken now! You will see why.Let’s go’
It was incredible. Right up our freaken alley. We ran around loving the secret garden, taking photos like mad.
I had no problem imagining all the people I want to shared the little gem with(obviously this means you lucky duck).
Before that could happen, we needed to get back to business, sipping our vino and grab a little lunch.
It was all ridiculously good.The wine, the food, the ambiance. I can’t wait to go back for round two.
Yes you could definitely say,
I found my secret garden, with the fountain of Vino!!
The best part about having no plans or expectations, is that it always turns out better then you could have expected, as you didn’t have any – and more often then not, you always end up getting completely blown away by pure epicness.
Sunday funday! One of my favorite days of the week. Its the day I just do whatever I darn well please. Hence why its called Sunday funday. So how does one go about enjoying a Sunday in Mallorca? Well a good start would be to find yourself a quaint little cafe and get your engines going. Coffee, and Europe just go together. I cant imagine one without the other.
I indulged my ears in the acoustic sounds of Rodrigo y Gabriela. A brother sister duo whom are absolutely incredible at making music. This day was the perfect day for them. Music adds to any experience. It plays a massive roll in my life. The first thing I do in the morning is turn on my tunes to get the day going. I have various music for various moments. If I am writing and need my creative juices to flow(and possibly raise my IQ), its all about the Classical.
I cranked my tunes, grabbed my sweet ass Canadian made bicycle and hit the open road of bike riding adventure.
Bringing my bike with me from Canada, was the best idea ever! I must thank my friends(and mom) for influencing that decision. It’s so freaken awesome having a piece of home with me, and trust me, my bike is loving the Mallorcan experience as much as I am. Leaving its little Canadian tire tracks all over the show.
So as Sunday funday was in full force, I embarked on a little 30km cycle from Palma onwards towards an area called Arenal. With the wind blowing in my hair, music tantalizing my ears, and scenery to write home about(or write to my blog about), I was winning! You can not help but love life when you are here and enjoying this rock star bike riding.
It may be December, but the sun is still shining as brightly as ever. The weather is oddly nice….. So you mine as well make the most of it. Am I right?!
On the way back I found a prime spot on the beach for me and my bike, where I was enjoying some epic ‘me time’, that I love so much – did some grounding, topped up on my vitamin D, and just took in my amazing surroundings.
Well all that exercise does tend to build an appetite! For nothing less then awesome company and awesome food! Being a day of Mallorcan adventures, it was best to keep things local. So a Spanish restaurant and Spanish Tapa’s it was! We picked a very typical place, called La Plaza – and ordered a small array of tapa’s. No big deal, just a few of my fave’s.
Everything was spot on! Yes it is possible to have mediocre tapa’s, but this was not the case here.
Let’s not forget the Spanish Vino. They weren’t shy on the classy pour either. Pretty much heaving handing it every time. Just when you think its not possible to fit half a bottle of wine in a glass – they prove you otherwise. Talk about getting your money’s worth.
It doesn’t stop there. On any given Sunday evening in Mallorca, one of the best places to end up is at one of my fave watering holes. Agua Bar. Sunday and Friday they hold an open mic night, where loads of very talented musicians come out and jam. I love music!! I love Agua bar, jam sessions and I love the awesome people there.
You clearly can’t enjoy good music if you have to pee! I myself would rather be shaken my booty to good tunes, not squirming to hold my bladder together.yoi wouldn’t think it’s safe to leave your drink unattended, and yes in any other place I would not recommend it. Agua bar however is a different story. It’s local, and awesome, an no one ever tampers with your drink. They totally respect the sign. Possibly the best invention ever, in one of the best bars ever.
So there you have it. Mallorca on a Sunday. As does every darn day of the week here – Sunday kicks ass!
So what’s your plans this Sunday?? Because I suggest some Mallorcan adventures for the books if you ask me.
Soooo, what was supposed to be a brief week pit stop in Canada from my travels to attend a blogging conference outside Toronto, ended up turning into a month of tripsing around and working my arse off. My life always seems to have me on the go. One way or another I always find myself off on some sort of adventure. Life is an endless series of random adventures. Well it is if you are open to it. Funny thing, when you are open to things, life presents you with an array of options. One could say, ‘a buffet of options‘. Since I am still free as a little bird to do it all, I figure why the heck not?!
After a week in the Toronto area, the night before I was scheduled to fly back to Spain, I re-routed to Northwest Territories, where I hopped off the plane, grabbed my car(literally) and road tripped like a rock star 15 hours straight to Calgary. How do I do it? Beats the heck out of me. Must be the green juices.
I had important blogging business to attend to. When you are building something, you have to be committed. That’s the only way to see if flourish – and I am all about flourishing.
Calgary is my fave Canadian city. It’s where I will be spending this winter being awesome, so I am busy establishing myself there. I have lived there previously before my world wide travels ensued, so I have loads of friends there, and it still always feels like home. I am excited to see what luxury living in Calgary is all about. Luxury living in Mallorca is pretty darn sweet.
A trip to the city is never complete without some kick ass catch ups. This beauty of a lady is one friend that I am so lucky to have, never have two people loved life so much when they hang out. Literally we can drink wine all night and basically just talk about how much we love life, while laughing our asses off. Its pretty epic and undeniably refreshing if you ask me. Come join us and drink from our fountain of two pea’s epic-ness, and while we are at it, we can climb the awesome tree. It will be the best day of your life.
Calgary has so much happening, its super vibrant and I find it’s taken on a bit of European feel with it’s cafes, restaurants and urban developments. Which clearly tickles my fancy. Considering my other home happens to be in Europe, none other than Palma de Mallorca, Spain, to be exact. I love having the best of both worlds on my sweet home soil. Makes my little nomadic heart sing a sweet sweet song, in a really off key voice. Not sure you will be lining up for my concerts. Although I am a very good public speaker if you want to come hear me talk about some inspirational life topics and stories.
Once I had my way with Calgary in the classiest fashion ever – it was straight back up to my first home in the NWT, where I ran around barefoot in the bush for my whole childhood. It was time for some snow, bonfires and northern lights action.
Lifelong splendors that never get old for me.
Obviously some catch ups were in order as well.
Friends of all ages. Age is just a number is it not?! Its pretty hard not to love ridiculously cute kids, made by one of my ridiculously awesome life long friends.
I also freaken love the North. Obviously.
It’s not everyday that a person is lucky enough to call three incredible places home. I am good to life, and in return, life is good to me. I am darn grateful, that’s for sure. Not to mention, darn jet leg at times! Good thing I am a seasoned traveler. Not that being a seasoned traveler takes away from jet leg. Just as my hangovers get worse with age, so does my dang jet leg. Those would be the only times I actually feel my age – and possibly look it. I think the seasoned traveler part just helps in the fact that I am used to dealing with jet leg. Its a small price to pay. So is a hangover if its a fantastic bottle of vino.
With these three amazing places, it’s no wonder my blog is Barefoot & High Heeled. From wearing my heels in the cities just like Carrie Bradshaw from the Sex and the City, straight to kicking them off in the nearest forest to bask in the Northern bush atmosphere, just like Pocahontas from Disney. I am proud of my Metis heritage. Perhaps not totally barefoot in the snow though. Nobody wants frostbite now do they. Depends what your into though. Maybe frostbite is your thing. Although I am not opposed to dipping my toes in the snow every now and then. One of my fave things to do in the Northern winter is to have a sauna, and then after sweating your ass off for for awhile, you run outside and jump in the snow. AMAZING!!! Heck yes. Every cell on your skin tingles, you feel alive(and awake) and really, it just feels ridiculously fantastic.
Considering my plan was to spend three months in Spain, it only made sense after spending an extended week turned month home in Canada, to return to Spain for one more month, to make my three months away complete.
My awesome mother decided to drive me to Yellowknife, NWT, where I booked my flight from to return to Spain. We pulled in late(as we do), but that didn’t stop us from finding some live music and a bit of grub before we bid adieu once again.
When you have chosen to be awesome in life, there ain’t no time for slacking, you just gotta go with the awesome flow, and embrace every awesome opportunity. We happen to be pro’s at that. Like mother, like daughter.
So yes, here I am. You found me. Back in Mallorca, loving life. I am super stoked to get to Calgary in a few weeks, but living in the moment is key. So in the mean time, I am gonna enjoy every moment I have here. Sun, Sand, cycling, vino, restaurants, writing my heart out, and random adventures. Like there is any other way. Here’s to embracing life. Are you coming?
History, Coffee, Ice Cream, and your typical Spanish pastries. Sounds pretty darn delightful doesn’t it? Well, it was – and you probably should have been there.
Being Saturday afternoon after a busy week of being awesome. My energy was lagging a tad(even though it comes naturally, it still can take it out of a person) and it was time for an awesome caffeine fix and a historical Palma experience. Combining a new experience with a coffee, which just so happens to be two of my absolute favorite things – was sure to be a winner.
Ca’n Joan de S’Aigo, the oldest Ice Cream parlor/cafe in Palma. Founded in 1700, located in the old town(obviously, where else would it be – clearly not the new town), and it has managed to maintain its charm, flavor, and clientele ever since.
The popularity of this fine establishment is not to be under rated.
There was a continual line up at the door, and the turn over is so fast that we had to grab the only dirty table that was open. The gentleman serving us was quick to clean it up though. The place is buzzing, very local, and full of energy.
I must say, they really have maintained the place over the last 3000 years. That is lineage and dedication if you ask me.
The menu is small, and contains very typical Spanish delights. Really, its not big at all, very easy to hold, maneuver, and has 4 sections, covering 4 different languages. I am pretty sure they even had Gibberish in there.
Being known for their home made ice cream, you have a nice array of flavors in which to treat your palette and your waistline. From almond, chocolate, strawberry, coffee, down to cava, and onward. Served in little glasses, its sure to please you. They also offer take out containers of the creamy cold stuff too, for nothing less then your take away pleasure.
Besides the ice cream, they have a wonderful selection of Spanish pastry’s. Not a place to visit if your on a diet. Cakes, pastry’s, croissant’s, freshly made carb heaven. They also offer full cakes for take away. Perhaps you want to be the most popular guest at a party?? Well here’s your chance. Go on then! Get in there.
Top that off with a coffee, and your loving life. Are you drooling yet?
Not to mention the prices are ridiculous. Absolutely. Ridiculously good! Seriously, there is not much on the menu that goes over 2 euros. So I would say, you get a real historical bargain.
Would you look at that empty little cake plate. I would take that as a clear indication that it was so darn delish – it got gobbled right up.
Throw some fabulous company into the mix…….
Meaning mine of course.
Kidding! I was actually the lucky one to be in the presence of these fine ladies. Although as you can see behind us, they also had some very exquisite nude art on display. Nothing like appreciating a good nude art piece over coffee and cake. Not sure when it dates back to though.
With all of the above, its safe to say, you got yourself just another pretty exceptional must try Palma experience.
The magic just never ends in Mallorca.
Gastromarkets. These concepts are a rave around the globe at the moment, popping up all over the show. For darn good reason too. Here in Palma de Mallorca, it is just the same. The art of food is a massive focal point for foodies – gastronomy is the craze. Enjoying a meal however, does always begin with your eyes. Although if it’s to be an incredible culinary art, as in a cut above the rest, something to write home about – it will bring something to the table that heighten’s almost all of your senses. That is a much more difficult feat. Yet is an astounding experience. I do very much appreciate gastronomy culinary art.
S’Escorxador is where San Juan, the newest and hottest gastromarket is located in Palma. Having opened in June, it has taken off very well. Since I returned to Palma, I had so many people telling me it is a must try; So I did just that. I went and tried it.
Considering it was raining, what better a day to choose to engage in an affair such as this. Sitting inside an exquisite establishment, sipping on fine wine, and indulging in an exceptional culinary experience. Yup pretty perfect if you ask me.
Okay, well actually, on that note – as a child when it would rain(or even hail) outside, I took it as the perfect opportunity to slap on the ol’ swimsuit, and head outside to have the time of my life in mother nature’s glorious shower. For hours my little heart would be content in it. Not gonna lie, even as an adult, I still like to play in the rain. Although I haven’t donned my swim apparel in quite some time for the occasion. Although the thought has crossed my mind. I mean, ‘why the heck not?!’ It’s refreshing, natural and fun. For a trip down memory lane, so little Petrena can live on inside of me. You catch my drift.
Second to that though, sipping on fine wine, and tantalizing my taste buds in a gastromarket – would be the next most ideal choice. One in which my sophisticated classy lady side happens to love.
S’Escorxador itself dates back to the beginning of the 20th century, and was the cities original central slaughterhouse. The re-vamp of the building has completely modernized it. I have a massive appreciation for history being restored and turned into something exceptional. Urbanization at it’s finest.
Upon arriving to S’Escorxador I immediately was drawn straight to the cinema posters. Dang, I love going to movies. They even played movies in English at this theater. Not that I mind watching Spanish movies, but to see a movie in my own language, is always enjoyable. Sooooo yah, 6pm movie after an afternoon gastromarket session, was exactly what my list of things to do entailed on this particular rainy day.
When I walked into San Juan I was instantly impressed.
I was digging the decor. Bright, crisp, clean, airy, and inviting. The lighting fixtures are very eye catching as well. It was undeniable, I was in for a fabulous experience. Seeing as how it is a gastromarket, and they have 17 gourmet food stalls there – you best be prepared to sample a few of the various delectable’s that are on offer.
First thing is first though. Get the vino flowin! Very important. Step freaken 1.
We grabbed a bottle of red called Damana 5 to get us going. Why on earth did we start with red?! Beats the heck out of me. Alright, alright, it was me who ordered it… I was eager to get the party started. So we did things backwards. First red, then rose, and onward. We were enjoying ourselves regardless of the wine sequence, and that is all that matters.
In accompaniment to the vino, we did do our utmost to sample various dishes. I must say, I thoroughly enjoyed how social it was sitting there. Different locals would come and sit beside us and would end up having a little chat. Socializing with different people absolutely adds to the experience. Bringing people together, one gastro experience at a time. Hmmm, new slogan perhaps?
Wendy was right in there being a gem and starting us off with some ceviche.
After which we had, Pad Thai, and some Mallorquin Ham and Cheese platters.
Onward and upward to some of my favorite things, Aperol Spritz’s and Oysters.
Oh heck yes. Now we were talking. Nothing like slurping an Oyster down the hatch, and then cleansing the palette with an Aperol Spritz(made with Cava of course). Oysters and bubbly just go hand in hand. Well in my case, hand to my mouth.
We even had a suck at some Percebe(otherwise known as goose barnicle).
As you can see the girls were absolutely loving them!
Wendy actually does love them though, I think she just got squirted in the eye.
Not my fave if you ask me, tastes a bit too much like a combination of rock and strong fishy sea water. Oh well, tis the way sometimes, I will always give things a try at least once though.
Space had become quite limited in our stomachs at this point. It was a must to go out with a bang though. Rarely do I eat red meat, but when its local, and a fine cut, not to mention, so tender it melts in your mouth like butter. Well, then its a different story.
It was ridiculously good. Save the best for freaken last – as they say.
After it was all said and done, we did still in fact take in our movie. The flic of choice was Desert Dancer – and it was nothing less then amazing. For myself it was one of the most emotionally moving movies I have ever seen. I loved it. Giver a go if your into an emotionally touching film. Its a fantastic little theater as well, with very friendly and happy attendants waiting to welcome you.
Well what can I say, San Juan did not disappoint.
We went, we indulged, we laughed, we socialized, and thoroughly enjoyed the ambiance. A gastronomic experience not to be missed.
As per usual Petrena style, I made the spontaneous decision to return to Spain for a bit. My other home. Palma de Mallorca, Spain. It seems I just can’t stay away for that long, it drags me back. Well, in all honesty it doesn’t take much dragging. Hello Palma!!
Holy man, first of all, the mid summer heat nearly did me in. My Arctic blood always has an interesting go at acclimatizing to the heat. Trust me, I am not in my most attractive state when I am sweating my ass off…. It’s a great way to detox your body. At least that is what I keep telling myself in order to power through. It’s a small price to pay though to be back in the one of the most epic places on this planet. Although summer is ridiculously busy on the island, and there are loads and loads of tourists – so I still prefer the winter here, however, I love it any and all times of year. It’s just undeniably amazing.
I also decided to bring my sweet ass Canadian made Lochside bicycle on the journey with me. I have traveled with quite an array of interesting things, from a massage table, to hoola hoops, and onward. This was my first time with a bicycle though. So packing it was also an interesting little feat.
Yet with some bubble wrap, tape, and some help from my awesome friends after a few glasses of vino, she was pulled together quite well. I even used a piece of rope to make a handle(which ironically was very handy). She made it though! Intact(well just a couple bumps and scrapes) and equally as excited for the Mallorca experience.
We were greeted by one of my best friends, and a fab wine and cheese spread. Let me just say, I am beyond happy I brought my bike, we just rock these bike paths together. She really is just such a smooth ride. It helps that the island is built for cycling, and there are loads of bike paths all over the place. I knew I wouldn’t regret bringing her along. My piece of home that I get to share with my other home.
Coming home Palma always also means one thing(among many). Catching up with my awesome friends. With time away, the excitement to catch up is always building.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Absence also creates in-between adventures, which in turn creates loads to talk about. Never a dull freaken moment. Between catch ups, cycling, and visiting my favorite restaurants, with Vintage(pictured below) in the trendy area of Santa Catalina being one of my all time favorites, I have been kept very busy.
And while I was there, a visit Santiago De Compostela.
A place full of mucho history, it’s a beautiful area.
There is a well known pilgrimage called the Comino de Santiago, which takes about a month to complete. I have wanted to do it for years, more so for the fact that I want to say I have completed a month tour by foot. Santiago De Compostela is where the pilgrimage ends. So you see loads of happy people with their backpacks, exuding satisfaction at what they have just completed. Being there and seeing that reinforced inside me that I want to do the walk. And I will indeed.
I also checked out the little town of Poio. It is a small place with nothing too major to see. However it is still rich in history, and I fell in love with it’s little old town. It came out of nowhere. We went from a quiet lunch and streets of not much.
To jam packed little old town streets. In the matter of a turn of a corner.
I loved the atmosphere it had. Until it started raining. And then I was soaked. I love playing in the rain, I will dance in it, put on my swimsuit and love life in it. I just wasn’t equipped with the proper footing for it at that moment. However it was a memorable area.
Oh Spain. I absolutely adore you. Your just so darn fantastic. Not a bad place to wake up to – if I do say so myself.