Now we’re on vacation!

The second destination on my 8th grade Spanish class trip to Spain. Palma de Majorca is a European vacation destination and it really shone. The crystal clear waters and beautiful scenery were lasting impressions.

After transiting through the night aboard a ferry, we arrived and were shuttled to our hotel, the Occidental Cala Viñas, a resort southwest of Palma overlooking a beautiful sheltered beach cove. Our rooms had balconies overlooking the beautiful blue the seas. The water was startlingly clear and we swam at the beach just below our balcony. There were rock outcroppings we jumped from into the water and I grazed the bottom one jump and got an Urchin spike stuck in my foot.

The next day we boarded a bus for some sight seeing. The terrain was strikingly arid for a place so close to the sea. This is Bellver Castle which overlooks the dense urban center of Palma. The sun was beating strongly that afternoon which made the old fort seem more desolate and desert like. The blue ribbon on the tower was in honor of a hostage who was released but I don’t have any more details about it. There were tropical birds nesting in the castle walls.

After that we toured the Palma Cathedral which is a very impressive Gothic structure. I was even impressed by their gaudy candelabra. It was pretty big. Pardon my thumb.

That evening we attended a dinner theatre for which I had absolutely no expectations. I recall passing these roasting chickens and pigs on the way in. This guy with his horse were welcoming everyone. But I had no idea why we were there, to attend the dinner and show, I thought it was just another old building they marched us past.

I think the fact that I kept taking pictures is a statement on the show’s impact. They just kept taking it up a notch. That guy brought his horse inside. Holy moley, there’s a monster truck on stage for some reason. There was actually a lot more including a performance by The Drifters, who are a musical group I’d actually heard of. However I lost those photos and a large portion of the next roll due to a camera malfunction not winding the film back into the cannister fully. Ah, the wonders of film.

The next morning we flew to Madrid, so adiós al paraíso!