Holy Saturday in Mallorca

One week ago today we were beginning the bittersweet goodbye to Mallorca. It was our last full day and night on the island, and we were excited to have lots of time, because we had seen everything we wanted to see and a lot more!

Since it was a bit cloudy, we decided against spending time at the beach. We had been to the beach earlier in the week though, and already have plans on returning in the summer.

We decided instead to return to Palma for some last minute shopping in some stores I had seen, but hadn't gone into.

A gourmet food and pastry shop in Palma.

One of the places I was dying to check out was the Chocolat Factory, a gourmet chocolatier out of Barcelona. Aahhh, it was incredible! We purchased the most wonderful hot chocolate mix I have ever tasted, as well as some beautiful and delicious chocolates. No worries, next trip I will bring home some Chocolat Factory souveniersWe enjoyed a lovely cappuccino at the top of the Passeig des Born, a main shopping thoroughfare in the city. One of the things I have learned from Joern is the art of "slow travel," enjoying a coffee and people-watching is one of our favorite travel activities! I love the cafe culture of Europe!

An example of the architecture in Palma.

Once we felt comfortable having watched the Mallorquin world go by, we headed back down to the harbor of Palma to drool over some yachts and play the dreaming game.

We headed out to Port d'Andratx again (see Monday's post) to say "see you later" to one of our favorite, yet all too rich and slightly snobby places on the island. We enjoyed a light lunch and the beautiful views of the little harbor.

We went grocery shopping in the evening. Another reason why Mallorca is liveable, they have normal GIGANTIC grocery stores! We bought wonderful treats to help us deal with the travel sadness that comes with returning home after an incredible vacation. We also bought food for dinner. I know, it sounds pretty cheap to buy food at a grocery store for dinner when you're on vacation, but really, it was perfect! Dinner, starting clockwise from Joern's "40", olives (in our new olive dish,) delicious bread, Mallorquin sobresada (paprika sausage), salami, assorted cheeses from the Balearic Islands, Spanish "Orangina" and Joern's favorite, aioli.

After dinner, we went out for a drink in the shamefully German party area. Okay, off-season, it really isn't too bad. The German party area on Mallorca really consists of a section of the beautiful, sandy Platja de Palma (beach) and one street, the Schinkenstrasse (Ham Street.) The beach hut provides plenty of drinks to thirsty sunbathers, and the party continues there long into the night, at such bars at the Bier Koenig (Beer King,) the Oberbayern (a famous bar in Germany) and the Mega Park/Mega Arena. We enjoy the Mega Arena because it reminds us of a German in Spain Disneyland. And while it ruffles every one of my travel feathers, it is good for a laugh. It was a fun way to spend our last night in Mallorca.