Who doesn’t get wanderlust over Santorini? I was lucky enough to go there last fall. I don’t know that it’s my favorite place on Earth, but it was certainly a special trip nonetheless. The winding streets, the steep cliffs, the amazing blue sea, the white stone buildings, the volcanic beaches, and the crowds during the day with the cruise ships passing through.
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Of course I could have chosen a beautiful sunset or a charming landscape, but because tomorrow is Earth Day, here is a photo of the harm we do to the most beautiful Earth.
This photo is from Belize just outside a luxurious resort and shows what life looks like on the other side of the fence where sand isn’t being raked three times a day as if it were a much-loved Zen garden.
I wish we combed and cared for every grain of sand like the Zen gardens. They feel so false when this lay just outside.
The Palma airport was a bit crammed with every vacationing European all in one tiny airport. I had a booked rental car – and apparently so did every other person in the airport. Unfortunately, they had all booked with the same cheap company I had booked with. After 45 minutes waiting in line and only moving from side to side so luggage carts pushing by might avoid my ankles – I decided to make a bold move. I decided with 24 hours on the island I wasn’t going to spend a minute more in the terminal, so I went up to one of the three rental counters without a line heading all the way back to Seville and booked a second car.
With two rental cars paid for, and finally finding one in the garage, I plugged in my Garmin and was on my way… and then I realized the Garmin only had American maps loaded. So with the knowledge that I should drive north toward Sollér and then west toward Deià, and praying not to get lost on the hairpin turns of the Serra de Tramuntana mountain range I was off.
Amazingly, I made it to Soller and then to my hotel without a single wrong turn. I felt like I had a navigating talent. The hotel, Hotel Costa D’or had a view of the Mediterranean, the mountains, a pool and I couldn’t wait to run down to the sea.
I did not go directly to the sea, instead I walked miles to the Deià beach and to the restaurants. I zigzagged up and down the coast, through the pine forest and met only a handful of other people along the route. After lunch I made my way down to a peaceful private cove to relax. Afterward relaxing I seemed to lose my bearings and zagged when I should have zigged. I lost my way. There is no place I would rather get lost, however… after rock climbing, jumping a fence, scraping my shins and having pine needles in my hair I started to worry it would get dark. I found a house with a man watering some plants and yelled to him. He was a German man kind enough to let me cross through his yard to the road which led straight back to my hotel.
Although I was tired after my five or six hours wandering at the edge of the sea, I decided I wanted a meal and so after showering I had a three course meal watching the sun sink into the sea and it was the happiest meal I’ve had in ages.
Pack your bags for Mallorca as soon as you can. I know I can’t wait to plan my return!!
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