Showing posts with label Majorca. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Majorca. Show all posts

Saturday, 8 October 2011

The Final Stretch

One of my days in Majorca I took an excursion south to Porto Cristo. Porto Cristo translates Port of Christ, from the Christian Invasion of Majorca. A long story goes back that a fishing boat washed up in the harbour that contained a crucifix. Porto Cristo isn't like any other place in Majorca, because its income does not entirely depend on tourism. It still remains as a fishing village and welcomes many boats into its naturally built harbour. Just before arriving to this town I took a detour to the Coves Del Drach (Cavern of the Dragon). These caves are one of Majorcas main tourist attractions. The caves extend 2.4km with an internal height of 25m but the reason why this cave allures so many visitors is because its lake. Lake Martel, is one of the largest subterranean lakes in the world (177m long and 30m wide). So I walked through the perfectly lit formation planned by Dr. Buigas, and then reached the Lake. I wasn't really sure what to expect but everyone was seated and they played a spectacular performance, they played classical music, pieces by Caballero, Chopin and Offenbach etc. whilst they did a lighting show through a series of rowing boats. It was very surreal but incredible. Unfortunately I wasn't allowed to take any photos inside of the caves, I tried but they were hot on it so I got shouted at a lot.
Anyway I'll stop babbling and show you some photos. These shots are taken along the coasts of Porto Cristo.





Watch Tower

Turquoise waters 



After my trip to Porto Cristo I went back to Port of Pollenca, where I was staying and then the next day I travelled down Palma, the capital of Majorca and then to Arenal. I stayed in Arenal for one night and one night only. This place didn't seem Spanish at all but instead German. Greeted in German, the Germans special dishes, German bars etc. It was very disturbing to be so used to be surrounded by the Spanish Culture, which was then switched to a dominant German culture.  So every place I visited in Spain I would recommend apart from Arenal, unless you like Germans.
So.. the Odyssey is over, a great trip and an amazing experience. Where to go next?


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Thursday, 6 October 2011

Balearic Islands

After sleeping under the stars as I cross the Mediterranean sea on the ferry, I reach my final destination of Majorca. Majorca is the largest of all the Balearic Islands.  Majorca derives from the latin word meaning 'the larger one' and Menorca originating from the latin word of 'the smaller one', the easiest way to tell them apart I guess.
Anyway, I took the overnight ferry from Barcelona and arrived in Alcudia, at 6.30am. Waking up late to a woman over the tannoy saying that it was the 'last call for passengers to get off at Alcudia', wasn't the best way to start the day. After all the struggle and panic I finally set foot in Alcudia port, and made my way towards the town, where I could then catch the bus to Pollença. However, because it was so early I had to wait couple hours before I could get the next bus, so this gave time to see the place a take advantage  the sunrise glow and photograph the stunning views.



Sunrise after getting off the ferry

Light piercing through the Palm Trees

I arrived at my hostel in Pollenca just 100m or so from the beach, checked in, ate breakfast, and then I was straight to the beach front. The weather was amazing and had been during my whole time in Spain, until one day in Pollença, where I witnessed, what felt like a tropical storm for the day. Although it was torrential rain, I quite liked that I saw what it what it was like. I have never seen rain like it. It was just this one day that there was bad weather, which isn't bad for two weeks away. I took a trip to Alcudia one day to look in the old, historic town and went kayaking along the bay and in Pollença I went sup paddle boarding and various other things.



Day after the storm



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