Nice choice. I see Deia has already been recommended, also do not miss the drive down to Sa Calobra and back, it's impressive even by Swiss mountain standards! I recall us staying in a lovely B&B in Valdemossa but don't recall the name.


Make sure to bring your hiking shoes, all up the west side of the island there are spectacular coastal trails.

Mallorca was drenched in wine (served with a pleasantly grilled tentacle).
The craggy greeny/grey heights and sparkling greeny/blue seas on the left contrasted nicely with the burger bar tourist apocalypse on the right. The privilege to visit a cave and be the only one in the hill - belting out Joni's 'Both Sides Now' to enjoy the stalactite acoustics.

Got lost in the hills behind Valdemossa (now re-christened the mountain of lost souls). Like life, the path that first invites with beguiling sinuousness, soon spread into a vast expanse of featureless omelette - which quickly became steep enough to slide off the plate. Just when I was contemplating a late supper of olive bark tea and gravel followed by a precipitous and chilly night, the path reappeared like the shopkeeper from Mr. Benn.

I spent more time staying closer to humans after this (and not just because they are a handy source of protein). Sa Calobra road was fun (tough to get into 5th gear though) and reached the infinite blue of lands end in the far north. It was a close call to take the leap but a crisp heel turn did the trick. An Epiphany in Palma Cathedral as I had a revelation what Saturday Night Fever was all about - have you seen the light?

The next day, EasyJet couldn't bring me closer to God but they brought me back down to earth - the apartment walls are just the same.

Thanks again for the tips and if I can get technical be prepared for one or two pics to drive you nuts.

Welcome home! We laid out "the white carpet" for you

Well that's mighty neighbourly of you - I shall bring my straw...