Ah Majorca. Quite possibly one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been. C’est incredible.
We stayed at Hotel Esplendido, which was a stunning hotel with amazing views and fantastic decor. Understated and modern, but not annoyingly so. It’s tagline was Hasta La Vista Baby!
There are so many photos from this trip and I kept finding more and more that I wanted to share. So apologies for the extreme amount of photos included below, but I feel like they speak for themselves. Majorca was incredible and you must visit as soon as possible. End of story.
We rented paddleboards and paddleboarded around the little bay.
The Mediterranean was crystal clear.
Some sort of something that washed up on the beach.
There was a little train that connected Puerto de Soller, where we stayed, to the nearby town and was just the cutest thing I’d ever seen.
I absolutely adored our room. I want that wallpaper stat.
It was so cool at night that we kept the doors open to the porch and listened to the quiet roll of the sea all night long. There are no bugs there either. If we left our doors open in Savannah our apartment would become the jungle of no see’ums.
Our view from the porch.
These are the chairs outside the hotel lining the quaint street. I want them for my porch!
That selfie stick was clutch.
Dinner with a view.
One morning I randomly woke up at sunrise and snapped this photo. And then went back to sleep.
How cute are these little boats?
Lunch one afternoon. Wilson got sashimi — he claims it is the best he’s ever had — and I had some sort of ceviche. It was scrumptious. With a glass of rosé, of course.
See how orange the orange juice is? Yes I realize how dumb that sounds, just humor me ok? Orange trees grow like weeds in Spain, and Spanish orange juice was on point. So you can imagine how delicious the mimosas were…
This was my favorite dinner of the whole trip. The food was delicious, our waiter was hilarious, and the company was the best I’ve ever had.
There was a chilly breeze blowing off the water and the restaurant gave us fleece blankets.
And because the boys want to be just like us, they wrapped up too.
The infinity pool that overlooked the entire port.
Each night the sun set perfectly behind a rolling hill, providing a breathtaking view. People lined the streets each evening, wine in hand, and toasted the sun as it set.
So I thought looking back at Barcelona photos was bad, but these pictures almost have me in tears. Such a fabulous trip. Spain is the best. You must go and experience its amazing culture. I need a mimosa. Or maybe a xanax. Or maybe both.
On Friday I’ll be chatting about some cover ups since I need one and maybe you need one so come back then. We can have champs together.