- Vacationed in Mallorca and Barcelona
- Got engaged in Barcelona
- Started a new job
- Purged all my old work stuff
- Found my sanity again
- Organized and cleaned
- Caught up on sleep
- Visited my family
- Checked a lot of things off my long to-do list
And I think I'm missing a few things in there.
|(Map from Lonely Planet, whose books I recommend for any traveling you plan to do.)|
In any case, I'm long overdue for a post, so let's just go right to the most photographed part of the recent past--our vacation to Spain!
We started out in Mallorca, an island off the coast of Spain, where one of Anson's childhood friends, Marc, lives in a centuries-old stone farmhouse.
Driving onto their land and stepping into their home is entering a different world. Their house is surrounded by almond trees and all the land a dog could dream of. The only sounds you'll hear are the birds and animals and other mysterious noises of nature.
Sharing his life in this rustic land are his wife, Marta, and daughter, Nina.
Why yes, in case you were asking yourself, that is the cutest, sweetest baby you've ever seen in your life. If only I had more room in my carry-on...
And on the right is their dog, Barabbas, playing with his offspring at their friends' house. Why yes, he is the chillest, coolest dog you've ever met. I know you are also wondering what kind of dog he is. He is an Ibizan Hound, or Podenco Ibicenco.
Here is the window in the room we stayed in. These thick stone walls help keep the inside a good ten degrees cooler than the outside.
Marc is a 3-D artist, and his incredible work in wood, stone and metal can be seen all around the house. His work can also be seen from the courtyard outside the Museum of Contemporary Art in Barcelona.
One of my favorite things to do in any city is hit the local grocery stores. I can browse for hours looking at all the different products. Check out the local cheese display at this cool market.
I stopped in my tracks when I rounded the corner and saw a full section of rosé at the local grocery store. I think I heard angels singing somewhere.
We headed to the mountainous interior of the island and had lunch at a restaurant for the winery called Bodegues Jaume Bennassar Vallcaneras. What a view from our table!
We ate our way through a traditional Mallorcan lunch, but I think my favorite part was the little taza of espresso at the end of the meal, and the bottle of ron (rum) they gave you to add to it as you wish. Deeelicious! Also, the sugar packets in Spain are huge.
We walked up the hill to the house of Marc and Marta's friends, stopping to check out the donkeys with Oriol.
They too lived in an old stone homestead, that also served as a processing facility for olive oil at one time.
The view out the window from their living quarters was postcard perfect.
Later on we headed back to Palma to check out the historic center of town. This was a really cool spot, called Sifoneria Palma, which offered refillable bottles (sifons), and casks of wine sold by the glass. Grab a seat on the plastic crates along the walkway and sip glasses of wine for a couple euro.
We were excited that the craft beer scene is alive and well in at Guirigall Cafe.
To the beach for our last day in Mallorca. And what a way to end this leg of our trip. Anson and Marc got to surf together once again and I got to gaze at this beautiful turquoise water for the day. Can't complain about that!
No color correction need here!
A final meal in Mallorca, a meal that would repeat again and again throughout our trip--bread, ham, cheese and wine. What else do you need really?
We had to say goodbye to Marc, Marta, Nina and Oriol the next day, but we'll never be able to thank them enough for their hospitality and for showing us the real Mallorca.