A Walk in Can Picafort, Mallorca, Spain

Ca’n Picafort, Mallorca

Our second day together we decide to get out of Palma.  Jamie has been here 10 days by himself and I wanted to start our adventure in new territory for both of us.  We make the spontaneous decision to try and get to the other side of the island and book a hotel online.

We take a bus to the train station, take the train, and then another bus and pass bucolic scenery all along the way.  Ancient windmills turn.  Sheep roam.  Grapes grow.  The sun is shining.

We arrive in Ca’n Picafort in the evening and go out for Indian Food.  A most delicious meal ending with a mix of seeds and herbs that we were told help digestion.  Ca’n Picafort is a beach resort town just reopening for the season.  Half the shops are repainting or closed as the season for the town is May through October.  Lucky for us, rates are low and we found a hotel that costs us $15 US a night each which is a bargain.

The ocean is a blue I have never seen before.  Deep, bright, turquoise blue.  And a block away. And freezing.

After a good nights sleep we go for a walk and have the best time walking along the sea through a national park, stumbling on a Necropolis from the time of the Phoenicians (600 BC!!!!).  Jamie climbs into an old obelisk that was used as a lighthouse.  The wildflowers are stunning in colors of yellow and purple.  We find sea plants that have been tumbled into something like felt balls.  And seashells.  And then we picnic on the volcanic rocks – looking out on the crystal clear blue water and eating Manchego cheese and crackers.  This is the life.  What a great day of exploring.

That night in bed, I have a great idea: “Let’s walk the whole Eastern coast of Mallorca!”.  Jamie grunts.

Ca’n Picafort

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