Sunday, February 2, 2014

Travels: Mallorca Part 2

After our cruise, we decided to stay the extended weekend in Mallorca. Instead of staying smack dab in the center of the city in Palma, we booked into Grupotel Playa de Palma Suites and Spa. It's a car ride away from the city but a stone's throw away from the beach. It's the total opposite from the trashy Magaluf/Ballermann Mallorca beach scene. Tranquil is the word that comes to mind. 

One of the draws of this hotel is the amazing spa/swimming pool. There are numerous jacuzzis, themed sauna rooms, and turkish baths in addition to the oils/hot stone massages and beauty treatments. There are Romanesque murals and busts all throughout the main area, and beautiful mosaic sun beds in the area between the indoor heated area and the outdoor pool. We had the sea salt scrub, chocolate massage, Ayurveda massage and all-over body massages. 

If you're going to lunch at the Bistro by the pool, get the tuna pizza. Avoid the spaghetti bolognese and lasagna.

We rented a car one day and drove around the island. At Port d'Andratx, we walked around the harbor and after about a 30-minute search, finally found this tiny restaurant named Marisqueria Galicia that served my beloved... 

...pescado frito (fried fish)!!! I could happily live on just these for the rest of my life.

All you need is a sprinkling of salt and a squeeze of lemon and you're good to go!

They also had THE MOST AMAZING paella I've ever nommed in my life. It was chock full of super juicy, tender shellfish. 


I know that there were a lot of superlatives just now but in my mind, that was definitely one of the top five best lunches of my life. 

Having eaten enough for five people, we staggered out to the harbor to have an iced coffee and let everything digest before proceeding on our impromptu road trip. 

We got into the car and followed the mountain highway that leads around the edges of the island. The roads were winding and narrow, something C took as a challenge to go as fast as possible.

These kinds of views were worth my heart being in my throat for the duration of the ride.

We half circled the island and then cut through the center of Mallorca to go back to Palma and do a little shopping.

Saw this beauty again and had to take another photo from this angle.

And this.

On our last day in Mallorca, our flight wasn't until evening, so we decided to rent a couple of bikes from the hotel and bike down to the beachfront.

I think I'd forgotten how to bike or maybe the Spanish bikes were a little more wobbly than the ones in Seoul because I was terrified of falling down for the first twenty minutes of the ride. Here comes some awkward trying-not-to-die bike poses:

Mallorca may have a bit of an Ibiza reputation as a destination where people go to get smashed on the beach, but I really enjoyed my version of a beautiful, tranquil island. I'd like to go again in the summer but I'm afraid the high season will draw some of the more... unsavory crowds. 

Have you any crazy Magaluf/Ballermann horror stories to tell me? ^_~

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