Majorca June 2017

We've never been to Majorca before so we were pleasantly surprised to discover just how lovely it was.  This was a place called Figuera, a little fishing village about 15 minutes away from where we were staying.

Not a bad spot for lunch.

 The water was so unbelievably clear that this little fish had to work overtime to stay camouflaged. Can you see him?

these boats look like they're floating on air.

                                              Our accommodation😉😉Not really! It was a bit better than that.

 This was the little harbour. We walked all the way round it. The weird house was on the waters edge, I guess it was once a fisherman's cottage.

We had been recommended to a restaurant in a place called Porto Pedro. It was right on the waters edge as you can see from the next photo. Apart from a very peculiar waiter who did his best to confuse us, the food was delish and the setting was perfect.

 Before we went Charlotte had given us a list of places to visit. One of the places she suggested was a little town called Arta. There were some arty farty shops and bars  and a church and it was stupidly hot. We'd seen on the map a tourist attraction near by called "The caves of Arta" so off we went. We weren't really sure what to expect. The big tourist attraction on the coast a bit further down are "The Caves of Drach" It's  advertised everywhere and is quite expensive.

                                                                             Arta

 This was the view on the way up to the caves. Up and caves shouldn't really be in the same sentence!

 After a lot of up, we did start to go down.............on foot! This was the outside of the caves

And this was the inside. More stalactites and stalagmites than I have ever seen in my life.

  This one was complete, there were no gaps or breaks.

We had been told there was a light show. In typical Spanish fashion, without warning, the lights went out, the chorus from Carmina Burina was belted out and lo and behold, it was a show! It lasted about 2 seconds though, just long enough to get a few snaps.

 A lot of them had strange names. This one was jelly fish

 This one was sheep

                                               This gives an idea of how huge some of the stalactites were

  I think he called this one pagoda.

Back on the outside again.

The nearest big beach to us was Calla Mondrago. It wasn't particularly wide but the water was crystal clear and a beautiful colour

 

 You could walk around a rocky path to the next beach.

                                                Saw this old geezer on the way round.

There were also a couple of town beaches that  we could walk to. This was the nearest.

This one was a little bit further away but was bigger and had a better view

 From this beach there was a path that went around the rocks a little way.

 These fish knew that people came to feed them so they stayed close to the surface.

 This is where we had coffee. Not bad eh!

 Of course, every beach had a bonkers coconut and  mango seller. This bloke made a right old racket shouting and carrying on until he had drawn quite a crowd. He then did some nifty knife work on his coconuts😆

 A last few photos of Calla Egos. The main street

 This is where our apartment was. We were right at the end

Patio and garden.

 We were on the ground floor.

 The pool was huge and had a nice little bar

Local wildlife. It nearly got scooped up with our dirty washing and bought home.