Palma de Mallorca

Our trip to Palma de Mallorca via MontgomeryFest

Monday was particularly Mondayish, so we felt certain that we needed a beach trip in the near future. Like, really near. Like, Wednesday. So, we were giddy about the spontaneous adventure until about 5:01a Wednesday when the alarm clock woke us up, but at around 5:03a, all was better when our neurons started working and we remembered we were headed to the Mediterranean. Ahh, Spain! New country. Get on over there>>.

J went undercover as morning watchman and I risked getting sassed by the flight attendant, but it was worth it to snag these overhead shots of the Balearic Islands just before we landed on them. You’re welcome.

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As soon as we landed, we threw on our beach attire and headed straight to the sand. Ahh sand, our toes have missed you. (and you too, waves. and you too, ocean smell.)

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We stayed just outside of the city center so that we could enjoy a slightly more secluded beach. The walk into town was about an hour along the coast. Everywhere you looked – the colors! I mean! I was giddy. Once we got to the center of Palma, we walked past the Portixol marina to the old town, which looked like anything but an old town. Every.single.thing was well-kept and well cared for…unlike my nails these days (miss you too American nail salons). The cathedral, La Seu, is a marvel and the outside terraces were rocking my world. We’ve never had a better selection of patios.

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^This is the view from the rooftop of our hotel (sneaking out the restricted door. gosh. we’ve turned out to be such rebels.) Where the coast line bends is the city center of Palma. There are about eight of my favorite things in the world either in this picture or taking this picture (photo courtesy of Justin. obvi.).

Palma de Mallorca beach via MontgomeryFest

This is where we lived on Thursday. Isn’t the beach just the absolute, most perfect venue to read? I like to get my Mr. Darcy fix in and pretend that I naturally talk so eloquently in my love letters to J (what, it’s not obvious from this blog?). Also, we have this thing where we adore having tan lines from our rings. After the wedding reception, it was pretty much: fly to Jamaica, tan our fingers. That’s not weird. Another thing that’s not weird – color coordinated, even at the beach. Bam.

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And at the end of the day, we said ‘adios’ to that Spanish adventure and returned home to our Belgian one.

Happy Friday Amigos!

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23 responses to “Palma de Mallorca

  1. I’ve just discovered your blog, but I’ve got to tell you that I love this post. I even got my husband to come over and have a look at how cute you two are. Happy finger tanning 🙂

    • Aww merci! Your blog is the impressive one!! How very sweet and helpful you are! (I also need that shade of lipstick!)

      • Thanks!! I just went snooping around your blog, and I’m starting to figure out what you’re doing in Europe 🙂 It’s very exciting! So how’s your French coming along? I’m so happy to be a part of your adventure, so tell me if you have any “theme” suggestions for the word of the day (the theme changes every week) …… and it’s Maybelline Red Revival #645 🙂

        • I’m loooving you’re new adventure! We’re here in Belgium doing a 2 year tour through J’s job…almost half way through it (crazy) and trying not to eat frites EVERYday (cause, ya know.). My French is just enough to give directions and order at a café..so I’ll definitely be tuning in! What about a post office theme? I always struggle there (although, that may be the thick Belgian accent and allergy to customer service). If there is Maybelline in this country, I will find it! Merci beaucoup!

  2. Can I pretty please have the above image of rebelling rooftop taking pictures?!?! Gorgeous!! Love keeping up with ya’lls adventures!!

  3. your nails look good to me!! love the photo of the two of you hugging and looking out on the water… and all of the others as well.

  4. pollyheath

    Ah! Sounds like so much fun! Don’t be too depressed when you get back to work though 🙂

  5. Gorgeous! Love the his and her towels 🙂

  6. beautiful pictures! the redblue contrast is wonderful (:

  7. This looks just beautiful!

  8. keepitfoolish

    This is whole blog is the sweetest thing I’ve seen in a long time. You two make a wonderful couple 🙂

  9. Can not believe how clear that water is! Great photo story.

  10. Glad you liked my stomping ground 😉 Next time, come for more than a day? Also, Palma has lots of nail salons…FYI for next time…I’m a highly critical mani-pedi addict, so the bar is high. I used to get those bad boys every 2 to 3 weeks back in San Francisco. My favorite place is Nail Bar on Calle Concepcio in Palma. Happy priming!

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