summer – A Pursuit of Life – Barefoot& High Heeled

Fishing, beers and bonfires North of 60.

Fishing, one of my favorite lifelong past times(well so is beers, and bonfires actually). From playing the card game ‘Go Fish’ from as early as I could master the art of cards, to fishing my little heart out on the Hay River and Great Slave lake in Northwest Territories, Canada- from as early as I could master the art of operating a fishing rod.

Yes, with all that experience under my belt – you could basically call me a pro. An extremely amateur pro that is. You can be whatever you want! So today for me, amateur fishing pro it is.

A few months ago, I was invited to go on the fishing trip of a lifetime. Seriously it had always been a dream of mine to go to a remote fly-in fishing lodge. Long behold, that dream became reality this past summer, and it was just as amazing as I had imagined. Heck yes it was. Lucky ass! I have my moments anyways. Don’t we all?!

I flew from Yellowknife NWT, on a float plane all the way to Gordon’s Lake, NWT – where Sandy Point Fishing Lodge was awaiting my long overdue arrival. Just thinking back to it brings a massive smile to my face. I want to do it all over again!! It was a remote weekend full of endless laughter, incredible fishing, ridiculously good food, a bear finding us all, hot tubbing, and campfire stories. EPIC, is the short way to sum it up. I wrote about the experience in this little article below.

https://apursuitoflife.com/2015/07/14/sportfishinglodgenwt/

Since then, I collaborated a video from the trip(yes I now do films), and I wanted to share it with all you wonderful people! So please, pop some popcorn, sit back and get comfy and enjoy the next ‘not quite’ 7 minutes of entertainment.

If you are ever up for a fishing trip adventure of a life time, then I say you should darn well go to this exact lodge! The owners are fantastic and provide their guests with an absolutely unforgettable adventure of grand proportions. I also left with a parting gift of a grand hangover…. It’s not my fault beers, fishing, and camp fires go so well together. Don’t you just love a good adventure?!

Beautiful Quesnel, and my Barkerville top 10.

After road tripping for 13 hours like a solo rock star from the spectacular Northwest Territories to beautiful British Columbia, I first spent the weekend in Prince George with family, and then we ventured on to their home turf, being Quesnel, BC. This was all leading up to my epic day at Barkerville. Having never have really thought to visit Quesnel, I was pleasantly surprised at all this little gem has to offer. It is a little city that is built in pristine natural settings, and boast’s a very well preserved cultural heritage. There is more then 30 heritage sight’s in the area, and you can enjoy loads of hiking trails, as well as camping, or you can even just knock back a few cold ones at the Barkerville Brewery.

It also just so happens to have the longest wooden truss walking bridge in the whole world! ‘The Old Fraser River Bridge’ proudly stretching 831 feet in length. Obviously with that kind of history and status, you can’t not pay a visit to it while in the area. So we were off to do just that. Not before making a pit stop for some coffee. I needed to get the good morning swift kick in the ass kinda jolt, so I was ready to take on the day and all its awesome activities.

My sister and brother in law, being the best tour guides ever, knew just where to take me for only the most fab experiences. We popped over to super funky Granville Coffee shop to fill up our cups with the good stuff.

They had some epic little ambiance going on. Accompanied with humorous cups(coffee and a knee-slapper, happy days!), and the coffee itself was quite tasty too. After we got some liquid energy we ventured off to check out the bridge. No wait, first I had to stop and admire the fire hydrant. Quesnel has very artistic fire hydrants all over the city. Then it was off to the bridge. Yup, it was wooden, walk able, and with a very scenic river view. Very well kept, and mighty fine looking for what it is.When we were finished basking in the view, and grabbing a selfie(it has to be done when you are there with your awesome sister).

It was en route to Barkerville!! Ok, yes, you could say I was a little bit excited. Like a kid a in a candy shop. I knew I was gonna have fun! And that WE all definitely did.

Barkerville is the largest living-history museum in western North America. Its a completely preserved gold mining town built around ‘Williams Creek’, where Billy Barker(whom Barkerville is named in honor of) and his crew ‘struck the lead’ in 1862. So in other words, he and his crewnailed it, and found a ridiculous amount of gold. Activities such as this, are right up my alley! And this just happened to be on the grandest historical scale I have experienced to date. It did not disappoint, they really go above and beyond to bring the town alive and bring you back on a little time travel to the gold rush days.

So here are the top 10 things I did in Barkerville.

1. Take part in the festive spirit of Barkerville and get dressed up for the day. Oh, and I was all over that! You had me at get dressed up. I am always down for a good dress up party. They have loads of awesome outfits to choose from, and such fab people working there to help get you all geared up.

Just checking the ol’ pocket watch. Well yes, a pocket watch disguised as an iphone. And seeing as how you are in your finest apparel, stop by the L.A.Blanc Photography Studio and have one of the very talented ladies will capture your lovely essence.

2. Take in a show at the ‘Theater Royal’. A theater rich in history, the Cariboo Amateur Dramatic Assosication began putting on shows in Barkerville in 1865, and in this particular building in 1868. It’s a great live little show, with Barkerville’s finest actors and singers, putting on a very entertaining and fun little show.

3. Have a pint and play the piano at ‘The House Hotel Coffee Saloon’. What would a visit to the local brewery be without pumping the tunes and getting the whole room up and dancing?! Well if your capable of that. I’m not though, my piano skills are a bit rusty. I did a better job of getting photo’s sitting at it.

And if after that pint you need to stop at the ladies room, it’s not hard to recognize.

4. Grind some coffee at ‘C.Strouss Drygoods and Provisions’. I mean why the heck not?! That is what it is there for, and its cleary fun. Look at the sheer enjoyment exuding from her face. My sister partook in the Barkerville’s amazing race last year, and this was one of the things she had to do. So she had pro written all over her.

5. Have a coffee, and do some socializing while your at ‘C.Strouss’. I mean your dressed for the occasion, you just ground all that coffee – I think you earned it! Not to mention it gives you a chance to meet some new locals, catch up on the town chat, and drink some exceptionally good coffee.

Don’t forget your etiquette.

6. Flash your pantaloons. Don’t blame me! Trust me, you put on a pair of Pantaloons and try to keep those bad boys under wraps. Not everyday your wearing an undergarment the size of pants. Ahhhh, its the small things in life that produce the most thrills.

7. Pan for gold at ‘Eldorado Gold Panning and Gift Shop’. It is a gold mining town, so why not try your skills at finding the shiny stuff. We were privileged enough to get lessons from Scott, a 7 time world champion gold panner. And boy was he a gold panning machine. He knew his stuff. I like to think I was pretty good at it too…. Possibly just because I had a world champion instructor – but I got my gold!

8. Pay a visit to ‘China town’. Who would have thought that even back in the mid 1800’s that they had China town’s in their cities. I wouldn’t have, that’s for darn sure. Pretty cool fact though. I didn’t get to see as much of it as I would have liked, as the day was flying by! But apparently there is also a great little Chinese restaurant called ‘Lung Duck Tong’ to eat at. Just another reason to go back.

9. Go shopping and grab a treat from the bakery ‘Goldfield Bakery’. Honestly when a lady is out on the town, obviously she is gonna do some shopping. Isn’t that a given? Especially when there are loads of cool things to buy. I made sure to pop into ‘Mason and Daly General Store’ where I was kindly assisted in trying on hats. And you can’t not stop in at the bakery when it was once upon a time owned by my brother in law’s great grandmother. Go on, treat yourself.

10. Check out ‘The Waterwheel Show’. This is where you get to learn about deep shaft placer mining, through a lively demonstration of this 1870’s technology, using nothing less than an authentic wooden cornish waterwheel. The two guys are very comical and provide some good chuckles while involving the audience. Even in the rain, the show went on. Not to be missed!

One other thing I didn’t have time for this particular visit was to go on a stage coach ride. Although it seemed as though it would be more then fitting, seeing as how I was dressed for the occasion.

Well I would say I had a pretty kick ass day at Barkerville, and would like to extend a huge thank you to all the lovely people there who made my day so memorable. Every person I encountered were so friendly and they are totally in it for you to have the best possible experience. I would visit again any day! It is one of those places, that there is so much to do, you can’t really get it all in, in one day.

Before I bid adieu to Quesnel and all its greatness to continue on my road trippin’ like a solo rockstar adventures, I once again needed a coffee. What can I say?? Coffee and morning go so well together. So I made another one of those pit stops, at Edgewood Farm. My lovely sister told me it was a must stop destination. She is always full of such great advice, I knew should wouldn’t steer me wrong now.

It was a beautiful farm just on the outskirts of town, where they sold lots of things I wanted – yet didn’t need, fresh local produce, and delicious Phil & Sebastian coffee.

Very stunning little place to stop. Once I came to the decision that I should just buy a coffee and run(before I gave into all the lovely things), I did just that. I cranked my tunes, and hit the open road of adventure and was off to see what BC had for me next.

Wining and dining on the deck.

Do you ever just get the urge to prepare a beautiful, healthy, love filled dinner at home? Well I know I do. As it often does – the mood to hang out with my little inner chef struck me. So I did what any person would do in that situation; I voyaged straight to the grocery store to stock up on some goodies to wow myself with.

Nothing too fancy and crazy. Just a nice veggie dish is what I was feelin’. In my mind I had decided I would make a Veggie Lasagna, accompanied with a Roasted Spaghetti Squash and Quinoa side dish. Once I was done perusing the store I ended up with Zucchini, Spinach, Sweet Potato, Eggplant, Spaghetti Squash, Ricotta, and some Tomato paste. Upon returning to my little Zen pad, I opened the deep freeze and took out some northern mushrooms, that were literally picked in my back yard. Ummmm, did I mention – they are darn delicious!! Every time I return to Northern Canada, I always look forward to chowing on some delectable local mushies. I Grabbed the quinoa from the cupboard, and was ready to rock and roll. In order to do that though I needed music, so I got some toe tappin’ tunes going. Music always makes things more fun. I can’t imagine my every day life without it.

There is nothing like eating healthy. It just makes your mind, body, and soul, so freaken happy and rejuvenated. Fueling my body to be it’s best.

Prior to my prep work I cut the Spaghetti Squash in half, drizzled olive oil on it and a wee bit of sea salt, and put er’ in the oven to roast, while also getting the quinoa cooking. I sliced up all the veggie’s, after which I salted the zucchini slices to get some of the water out of them. Otherwise it all comes out when it’s baking, and then you have to drain it, and well, with that also drains flavor…. So yes, I salted those bad boys and let them sit for a bit before I dried them with paper towel.

I spread tomato paste on the bottom of the baking dish, and started to layer the vegetables, adding a nice layer of ricotta cheese in the middle.

I made two layers of each veg, drizzled it with olive oil and topped it with a bit of grated marble cheese.

Swapped out the squash from the oven with the veggie dish.

Baked it at 400 degrees for about an hour – and Voila!! Behold a veggie lasagna.

I was having issues getting the sweet potato to stay on the top as the dish wasn’t quite deep enough. I pulled it together the best I could though. As you do.

Front deck ambiance? Or back deck ambiance? Decisions, decisions. After a coin toss with myself, it was front deck action that was in order. I checked my watch, and it just so happened to be Wine O’clock. Well look what time it is?? Being known for always being prepared for anything, I had a wine for exactly that time. The wine of choice was of course Canadian, as I always drink locally no matter where in the world I am.

The wine was a delightful Pinot Grigio, with notes of peach and apple, and the name was literally Wine O’clock. One of the best times, if I do say so myself.

I set the table, and it was show time!

Who needs to go for dinner when you got it all in your own yard. What time are you coming over?

Northwest Territories Kayaking Adventures.

Being outdoors, and kicken it with mother nature – is forever one of the best places to be. Not to mention the beauty up in Northern Canada is endless. With the sun shining high on this glorious Sunday Funday, and the water flowing ever so beautifully on the Hay River, there was just no other way. This wasn’t a cross road, the sign pointed in one direction, and was clear on what to do. It read, ‘Get your asses into your kayak’s and down the relaxing, and soul soothing river’.

‘Alrighty then’, we thought. Seeing as how the sign was loud and clear, we suited up in the finest kayaking apparel we could find.

Proceeded to load our kayak’s into the truck.

We then hit the road and cruised like rock stars,

Venturing straight to the the starting point where we intended to begin our escapades.

It was an absolutely incredible day on the water. Even better was that there were NO bugs! The NWT is notorious for the insane amounts of bugs in the summer. Something you never really get used to, you just have no choice but to become accustomed to it – or you would end up hiding out in your shelter all summer. Ummm, no thank you. I would rather suffer a little to enjoy ALOT! This year is off to a pretty darn good not to buggy summer start though, so I am enjoying every minute of it before they take over the show.

Once we got our sweet ass Kayak’s in the water, had a quick team chat(oh, and a good ol’ Canadian beer, drinking locally made products no matter where in the world I am) – we were off to be enchanted with our afternoon excitement of being awesome. No big deal. Why do anything else really?

I never tire of the stunning Northern scenery, and never fail to be totally impressed and engrossed by it all. It’s just so freaken great. It is not uncommon to see wildlife on the sides of the river. Alas, today though, there was none out and about to be admired.

The only thing we forgot this time was to bring some snacks. We were just too dang excited to get on the water. Our stomachs did give each of us a reminder of being forgotten though! Note to self: the next time you go out to for physical adventures, bring some sort of fuel other then beer. Not that it wasn’t darn delicious and refreshing though. However, this kayaking day was just a warm up for some much longer trips. So being prepared will be key.

A few hours and a few team chats later….. And we reached our destination point. Feeling incredible and riding our high from a chart topper of a nature packed afternoon paired with some physical activity, we pulled our kayak’s out of the water, and gave them a nice shady resting place while we waited for a ride to come pick us up.

After just another epic day of loving life, and embracing a beautiful day of endless laughter and being awesome, we took it up to the next level. Or put that cherry on top so to say.

A very palette friendly Canadian Vino, baked Brie, Olives, and Dips – and life couldn’t get much better. That is a pretty fantastic Sunday afternoon with a blissfully beautiful finish if you ask me. It has my stamp of recommendation, that’s for darn sure. Wouldn’t you agree?

Basking in Basque Country:)

So before heading to Basque Country, I didn’t truly know what a treat I was in for. I had been hearing many incredible things about the area from people whom had been there before, but once I was able to feast on it with my own eyes, I fell in love with yet another place on this planet…. My plan was a weekend in San Sebastian(Spanish Side), then a week in Biarritz(French Side) for a Detox/Retreat. I arrived in San Seb, dropped off my bags, and decided to take myself for dinner. It was super lively everywhere, the streets filled with people, drinking, eating Pintxo’s(Tapas) and being merry. After a long day, walking into a super packed bar/restaurant alone(normally I have no problem with this) was just a wee bit daunting. But I was enjoying the stroll, and just taking in the energy of it all. Then long behold I spotted a Vegan Restaurant, called ‘Green Break’, and just as fast as the women in front went to hand me a flier, I went breezing right past her and said ” it’s ok, I am in!!:)” Happy dayz, is exactly what I was thinking. I took a seat, grabbed an organic beer, and was ready to tuck into an epic and healthy meal(and epic it was, as I ate there every day that I was in San Seb). But not before I asked a table of lovely ladies to take my photo. Upon which they asked if I wanted to join them.

I love traveling alone for this very reason, you always end up making new friends. I ended up having some amazing nightlife tour guides that evening, with one of my new found buddies showing me the sights around San Seb the next day too. I felt so freaken lucky. Not to mention, she is an incredible young women, one of those people you feel lucky to have met in general.

The scenery was breathtaking.

And it was super interesting to learn about the Basque culture, and the fact that they have their own language, and consider themselves to be independent from Spain and France. Some facts I never would have learned had I have not visited this area. It was all new to me!! Ahhh, good ol’ traveling. Never a dull moment. Well unless you have been stuck with layovers in multiple airports, and are feeling jet legged as all heck, then, ok, maybe a bit dull:) We hiked up to where the Jesus monument was, it made me remenisce about when I travelled Brazil in fact, almost as though I was in a mini Rio.

Stopped on the way to have a Carajillo(espresso shot with rum), one of my fav Spanish treats! Although they didn’t have the correct rum I was after, the skill he put into making it was very impressive!

After a day of sightseeing, there was no better way to finish it off before preparing for the Saturday night festivities then grabbing some Rose, and a couple pieces of fruit, and chilling on the beach watching all the people surfing. Right before grabbing some pintxo’s, to make sure we had some sustenance.

My intention was to do some surfing while in San Seb, but there was just too much sightseeing to be done, and I had to hop on the train on Sunday and head over to the French side, to beautiful Biarritz… Which only means one thing… Guess I gotta go back there!? Oh darn!! Twist my rubber arm.

Home is where my little Northern Heart is ❤️❤️ ;)

I love travelling the world. Seeing and experiencing new things, connecting with people of all walks of life. I always entice myself with thoughts of being once again immersed in a completely different culture, with a totally different language that I don’t speak. It’s exciting, and a way to push myself outside the everyday box, and even sharpening my survival skills. It becomes a part of you, something that runs through your blood, well the blood of someone who has been bit by the travel bug.

However, no matter how many continents you visit, and people you meet, and explorations you have, there is always that one place, that lifelong place that you call home. Where your roots are. Where everyone knows your name….. Well at least if you happen to be from a small town like myself. I was privileged enough to spend this summer back home, in my beautiful little hometown in Northern Canada. The longer I have travelled the more I have come to love and appreciate it. It’s small, it’s beautiful, at times its buggy. Yes sir-ee, there is a season for swarming, clouds of bugs that you may or may not ingest when breathing . But while also being the land of the midnight sun in the summer. Other times(say winter perhaps) its freaken COLD! Try well below -30 degrees Celsius and minimal hours of sunshine, during the majestic, and blood chilling yet heartwarming winter. Where you can bask in the spectacular show of dancing colors that the Northern lights spread across the sky. Yup this would be my Hometown.

Welcome to Hay River.

Named after the River that flows through it, right into the Great Slave Lake, which happens to be one of the 10th largest lake in the world. There is a population of about 3500 people. It boasts some pretty amazing scenery, if I do say so myself. And no….. I am not just being Bias because I am from there:) But its kind of hard not to be.

There is fantastic fishing in the summer, as well as plenty of water for you to play on and in. There is the Hay River Campground right in town located beside the beach, if you feel like connecting with nature, and forgetting that you are still right in town. Run by Lucy Benoit for over 20 years, she always keeps it so well run and maintained. I definitely enjoyed some time there this summer. The town puts on a town event every year called Hay Days, with a weekend full of different events, and there’s baseball tournaments(that other northern communities participate in), town dances(as there are no bars really), great people, and beautiful wildlife. Although, you always have to be cautious of bears. Beautifully impressive animals they are, but also can be very dangerous. Wrestling a bear isn’t recommended;) and well neither is going in for a bear hug.

One thing I really enjoyed this summer was visiting the Fisherman’s Warf, which is put on every Saturday during the summer in the Old Town.

There you will find different vendors, selling their homemade baked goods, fried goods, grown goods, handmade goods, and yup, you got it, FISH! Fresh fried or grilled Great Slave Lake Whitefish. One of the northern delicacies, which I never get tired of. The Warf is a great place to go and mingle with other people from the community, a great way to support the locals, and enjoy the charming little ambiance it offers, while also soaking up some summer sunshine.

Located about 40km outside are 3 separate waterfalls, that are always beautiful sight to enjoy. And Yes. The water is brown. But fresh!:)

Another summer tradition, one of my favorites!! Is floating down the river. ‘Oh, Heck Yes!’. Every sunny day there are groups of people who get together with their blow up rafts/tubes, a few beverages, starting up river, and floating down it for hours. Good weather, good company, good tunes. It’s just an awesome time, and super relaxing.

Well the summers up here are spectacular, and pretty un-comparable, and I always feel so privileged to enjoy them. Even though the winters are Long, COLD, and more night then day light, there are also so many incredible and very amazing aspects about it here then too. But this article is for summer. Winter can be talked about when that time comes. It best to live for the moment;)

Here’s to another kick ass summer in the North, I love my home, its way up there for sure! So that being said…..

Copenhagen by quick storm;)

It was a whirlwind 1 night stop in Copenhagen while I was on route back to my home and native land of Canada for this month long visit:) So of course you have to make the most of it. I have always wanted to see Copenhagen, and this was a good chance to get a little sneak peak around the place. I rented a little hotel room near to the airport, and enjoyed a bit of my evening. Then the next morning once I was up and attem, I was ready to head downtown and see a few sights before I had to fly out again. I hopped on the bus, and off I went. Yup it looked like your typical European city, but with its little Danish charm and energy.

I found this interesting little market that was being set up, and it was more like things you would find at a garage sale, or antique shop. Not gonna lie though, I thought it was pretty cool. AND I found the coolest record player!! It should have been mine. But the fact I was on route to Canada, held me back from adopting it. It just would have been a little difficult to transport. But it would have looked so freaken cool in my place. Oh well, agleast I got to appreciate it for a few min. The guy was very cute, and made sure he fired it up and played it for me. Not sure how much music I would actually play on it, but it did look super cool!!!

After my pit stop at the market, it was time to get some breaky!!! I thought it was only fitting to go and get a Danish pastry! A real cultural experience;) It didn’t take me long to find a bakery. It was busy, with a line up, and you needed to take a number to get served. So I couldn’t help but think, ‘Yup, this must be the bakery to be at’. That’s a fact. Those were my exact thoughts in that moment. Nothing like a vivid description, to bring you along on the experience with me. I ended up grabbing a coffee, and a DELICIOUS pastry, with some thin layer of custard tasting stuff in the middle, and coated with a thin layer of poppy seeds. Every bite was a small party in my mouth. Not a bad way to start the day! After that I made a quick stop at the Guinness Book of World Record Museum. Mainly cause I was walking past it, and it looked cool. That it was! World Records are always in interesting thing to look at, and the museum is like stepping into the book:)

Well after I dipped my toes in the ambiance of Copenhagen, and had my taste tester, it was time for me to find the Metro and head to the airport. One thing I noticed from the get go of arriving in Denmark, was that the Danish people are some of the most Friendly, polite and hospitable people I have ever had the pleasure of encountering in my 9 years of travelling the world. For that fact alone, I absolutely plan on returning to Denmark. I wouldn’t say no to see more of the country and learning more about their culture. Happy Dayz!!

The summer season is amongst us!! And so is the Sunshine

Well summer is well on its way here in Mallorca! and you can absolutely feel it! All around the island, the streets are getting full of people, and all the shops that closed for the winter are once again opening up their doors:) Too be honest it is pretty exciting, I thought I would miss winter, as I had such an amazing winter here, and I do love being places in the low season. However, the energy changes in the summer, and of course, so does the weather, everything just heats right up! I can’t really help but be excited to embrace it all.

What better way to do it then to hit the cycle path, and cycle your little heart out. The Gals and I decided to do the usual cycle to Arenal, a nice little round trip that tally’s up 30km, which is always beautiful and never gets old. You just bask in the beauty of the coastline, soak up the sun, and of course do some people watching. It starts to get a bit hectic on the bike paths in the summer, lots of traffic! That’s where your trusty little bell comes in handy.. Ok, so I do try to refrain from being too eager to ring my little bell.. But sometimes, it’s just so darn fun!! not to mention necessary at times. I can’t imagine my bike without my bell. It’s those cheap thrills that can be the most enjoyable. It is so fun to do this cycle with friends. I am terrible though, because I am an avid cycler, I always accidently leave everyone behind, and then have to pull over and wait for them.. Haha.. I tend to think I am going slow.. but obviously not.

Since the establishments that were closed for the winter are unveiling themselves once again, we had no choice but to stop at one of my absolute favorite restaurants called El Penon, YAY!! We all worked up a good appetite after our cycle, so it was time to get some grub! I love this place, because first of all the location, its right on the water basically on a rock(hence the name in English meaning ‘The Rock’), and there is a small beach right beside it, so if you fancy swim after getting all sweaty riding your bike, you can hop right in and refresh yourself:) Oh why not, chill for a bit and get your tan on while you’re at it too. Nothing like getting your Ol’ bronze goddess sun kissed look on. Ok, back to El Penon… Its super local, typical Spanish food, and nicely priced, not expensive at all. They have this awesome little roof top terrace, and in the summer, it’s great to sit up there for sun downers, and they have DJ’s there at times too, it Rocks! But in the summer you must reserve a table, cause it is popular, and hard to get a table on the terrace.

Well as there was only one next step to take, we locked up our bikes, and we were ready to get this show on the road!

Look at that spectacular view! You just need to stop in those moments, and let your eyes absorb it all.

This particular day though it was windy, so the terrace was not a good option.. but the outside Patio was a fantastic option! Not a bad view, if I do say so myself. So we grabbed ourselves a round table, and got right into it. When you are with a group of people, it’s always so much nicer to be at a round table where you can see everyone, rather than a long one where you are looking around each other. See, look how easy it is for everyone to visit;)

We started off with some Bread, Aoili and Olives, your typical Spanish snack, which didn’t last long at all, but that was all good! As we had our appetizers on the way. We ordered a nice spread of Fried Sardines, Mussels, and some sort of little Fried Chicken pieces… I love the Sardines and Mussels there, they are always a winner!

For our Mains, I had Cod, two of the girls shared a very typical dish, a Paella with seafood, and there was a Salmon dish. The Spanish take great pride in their Paella’s, and great care when then are dishing it up. Literally placing piece by piece on the plate, so it is presented just right. It’s actually fun too watch, I appreciate, watching people take pride in their traditions. The servers were really friendly here in general, not withholding any smiles;) Not one of us was dissatisfied, and we all totally enjoyed the ambiance of the place! I can’t wait for that roof top terrace to get going so I can enjoy some sun downers after a kick ass cycle. One of my favorite Mallorca pastimes:)

Bye guys!! Don’t forget to take the garbage out;) Here is too just another Epic day, and equally as fantastic company!!

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