Mallorca in September

Celebrating Daryl's birthday with Liz and her daughter Maeva in Santa Maria.

Ma Jose, Pepe and little Teresa, who had got it into her head that I should make her a swing, and here is the finished 'columpio'!

No stay in Mallorca would be complete without a paella.  Teresa makes the best ones we have ever tasted, always cooked on the b'que outside, while we chat over a glass of wine.  It was a glorious day and it felt like the old days again.  We chatted away all afternoon, looking at photos and exchanging news and views.  By the evening I was quite hoarse, but felt my Spanish hadn't suffered too much from lack of use.

From Palma, we took the train north to the town of Soller and then on the tram down to the Port for lunch.  A great way to see some of the countryside, with a good lunch at the end of the line!

A very old olive tree in the center of Palma in Plaza Cort.

Stocking up on the local Menorcan shoes 'abarcas'.  There is a massive selection now and I went away with three pairs!  It is a good job they do not weigh too much, I'm always mindful of the fact we have to fly back to the boat at some stage.

We love to look around the village markets, the selection of fruit and vegetables is huge and mouth-watering!
Binisalem and Santa Maria are our favourites.

A great get together at Restaurant C'an Pedro in Genova.  The neighbours from Alaro and also Val, Simon and Jessica,  on the last day of their holiday.  A wonderful welcome to the island.