DREAMY DEIA

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!!

**Rentalcars.com returned the cost of the prepaid but unused rental car and I  recommend the ease of the customer service experience.

LOCAL LISBON FARE

Every bite of food in Lisbon was completely unbelievably delicious. Looking back on the photos, there may have been a few too many bites for two days.  Three tours (all involving food and alcohol)l,  a visit to the Time Out Mercad da Ribeira (a wonderful food emporium), a visit to a 137 year old patisserie (Pastéis de Belém), a trip to the Nutella store helped fill my belly.

I tried sardines, cod fritters, black Iberian ham, custard tarts, and the most magical salad with ice cream on it.

The tawny port was complimented by cheese and Queen’s jam “Romeo and Juliet.” I tried two types of the Ginjinha, a delicious cherry liquor. I tried the white and red vinho verde (green wine) and preferred the white.

I hope you’ll go soon and try all these delights and more!

RUM RUNNING IN NASSAU

If you’re ever going to Nassau, I highly recommend the Nassau Rum and Walking Tour and please stay at The Graycliff Hotel.  I didn’t stay there, but it looked amazing and has the most fantastic pool I have ever seen.

The Bahamas is far from my dream destination – I find it to be a cross between Las Vegas and Miami with tacky hotels and an economy built on cow-towing to the American cruise ship tourists and the American dollar.  However, it was a fantastic getaway during the Washington winter. I hope you are dreaming of your next escape while I am counting down to mine!