Mallorca

I had seen the name of this island spelled as above, and as Majorca. The official name of the island is spelled Mallorca. It just sounded like a neat place to visit “while we were in the area”, so we did. I also considered Ibiza, another of the 3 Balearic Islands (along with Menorca) off the east coast of Spain in the Mediterranean. However, we’re not the Ibiza type - young, slender, loaded with money, and wanting to see and be seen. So, Mallorca it was. I had envisioned a laid back beach holiday, but it was far from that.

We stayed in an apartment 2 doors away from the cathedral, but never ventured in. Can you imagine…us not visiting a cathedral (and taking too many pictures)??

The view from our rooftop terrace:

Our main activity was renting a car and driving up the west coast. This turned out to be a much bigger island than I thought.

Apparently, windmills are a big part of tourism on the island, and I saw many in various states of disrepair, but was able to capture that one above as we started our drive.

This was in a little town we stopped at just to grab some pictures -

Driving up and over a “mountain” range, we were treated to a peek of coastline -

This was a pretty cool tunnel that you could look out the windows at the scenery as you passed -

We stopped for an early lunch at this cafe, and had a table on the railing -

Continuing along the road…

… Steve was thrilled to be driving a manual, and I hung on for dear life, while trying to get decent pictures through the windshield!

We drove through towns with (what we thought were) very narrow streets (more on this later)…

… and by others terraced onto the hills -

We also passed some pretty gnarly old olive trees -

The clouds kept coming and going most of the day…

… and cleared nicely at one of our “panorama” stops -

We were continually amazed at all the bicyclists -

I’ll leave you…pondering the fate of the building at the bottom of this neatly terraced hillside of olive trees -