
Category: Mallorca
Sea Blue
Missing the aqua marine and cobalt blues of the Mediterrean? Well then, here you go! The last one is my favorite, you can see the island of Cabrera in the background.
CANNOT.WAIT.FOR.SUMMER. Come Visit!
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Almond Joy, Again

I love the sights of the almond trees blooming all over the island. You see them in dark pinks, light pinks and white. Watching them while they whisper to you, Spring is just around the corner.
LV

The beautiful French fashion house of Louis Vuitton has come to Palma. Located on Paseo del Borne, 19. I must start saving my money.
Fire and very cold temperatures
Fiesta de San Sebastian was last night in Palma. And dude, was it cold. It did warm up in the vicinity of throngs of people and fire but still, freaking cold for Mallorca. My first time to celebrate San Sebastian and it won’t be my last. Policia blocked off Paseo Maritimo and the parade took place there. Not really sure if the Mallorquins would actually call it a parade but it was quite a show.
The second I arrived to Paseo Maritimo this guy walked out from the shadows in full attire of the devil WITH a chainsaw. He started it up right beside me and I almost screamed. I tried to casually step to the side hoping this was part of the fiesta and not some mad psycho killer. But I did hear some screams when he stepped into the “parade”. Scary yo.
Check out the pics, unfortunately I couldn’t capture the hundreds of people running up the stairs to the cathedral, each with a lit torch in their hands. So cool. Then came the part where the bishop (San Sebastian?) fought with the dragon and somehow they projected the entire side of the cathedral with what looked like flying bat people. Seriously hope some of you can see San Sebastian 2012. Til then ….
Happy San Sebastian Y’all!! Peace. -mallekk
Fiestas de San Sebastian
Every year in late January the city of Palma de Mallorca, celebrates its official saint “San Sebastian” with a rousing display of correfocs (literal translation fire-runs) and a dance with the devils that ends with fireworks in front of the cathedral. This is one of my favorite traditions from Mallorca. And I am going to celebrate the correfocs this Saturday around 21.00.
This video captures the spirit and beauty of the Fiestas de San Sebastian. I have watched it, mmm only about ten times now. Can’t wait to see it in person!
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To see and be seen.
Lately, I have been in Palma several times – getting my mammogram and waiting for the Audi to be fixed were the two main reasons but within that involved noticing the antics of the Mallorcan tourists (for the most part) but also, a bit of the regular Spanish life.
Things seen:
1. I parked my car in the underground garage and walked up towards the light. Within minutes of emerging I noticed three younger girls (in their early 20s) dressed in the latest fashion of leggings, longer shirts off one shoulder and when I got closer I heard American voices! It is very rare to hear American voices, and even more so for them to come from three ladies in their 20s. It was nice to hear their comments (something about guys, naturally!) but also to see their confidence. I have heard before that Americans have this interesting assurance of oneself, a cockiness even. That I was proud to see. And as they passed, without a notice of an American in their midst, I smiled and felt a bit of homesickness tugging at my heartstrings.
2. Homeless dude walking happily in and out of stores. He had a bit of pep in his step, even without shoes.
3. A mother and father smoking cigarettes around their two young children. The youngest was in a stroller and must have bit? scratched? his mother’s hand because she became very upset with him. She slapped his legs several times and screamed in his face. And then continued to show to her husband and look at her wrist over and over again. If you cannot control your temper to the things that children do without acting like a child yourself, I don’t think one should be allowed to have children. IMO, of course.
4. And then there was the other family spectrum. A couple each with a huge backpack, and in one of those backpacks there was a young baby. They were very sweet with each other and held hands while crossing the street. Yes, they are allowed to have children. I give my stamp of approval.
5. The metro! I love it! It is amazingly clean and never tons of people. The hidden secret of Mallorca. Granted, I have only taken it from the industrial district where I take the Audi to, and then into Placa Espana, but it is my favorite mode of public transportation.
6. Extremely short nuns walking along Paseo Maritimo. They were so very short, but then very round, kind of completely adorable with their black rosary beads hanging from their hands.
7. I would have laughed out loud if I hadn’t been so annoyed at the tourists on their Segways maneuvering through the crowded sidewalks of Palma. Not really sure how they managed the many steps that come about. That kind of went hand in hand with the 15-year-old boy riding a four-wheeler around the main streets of Palma. How is this legal?
8. At the red light while taking my rental car back there was a juggler that came out into the middle of the street to perform. Not too bad of a juggling job and he was at least TRYING to do something, to earn a little money. He walked between the aisle of cars and I raised my hand out the driver’s side window to give him a euro. Once he saw me he put on this show, he strutted, flirted, and gave me glances through his eyelashes. I laughed, gave him the euro and sped through the yellow light before I was subjected to more humiliation.
9. And the last – boys ranging in ages from 10 – 18 all with Justin Bieber haircuts. He has definitely arrived in Spain. Welcome to the Bieber.
La Boda
My first Spanish wedding this weekend. Marga y Miguel Ángel were married Oct. 23, 2010 at the Cathedral of Palma de Mallorca.
I have never mentioned how amazingly beautiful this cathedral is, and I guess you must take my word, but, it is. GORGEOUS. I never seem to get the time right (or know when the right time is) for when the cathedral is open. So I usually don’t get to go inside. I did enjoy a lovely Easter service there in 2009, with the King Juan Carlos. Yes, he invited me.
And if you believe that I have some ocean front property in Arizona. Ahh, I love Mr. George Strait.
Back to the wedding, and the Cathedral! The Cathedral is more commonly referred to here as La Seu, and it took almost 400 years to complete. That’s a long damn time. May I present to you, La Seu:
And a picture I took of it last year that I love. I think when I open my art gallery in Palma, this will be a main print. What do you think?
Cool huh? As I have already mentioned, the wedding took place at the Cathedral, not too shabby, eh? I was told to be there at 17:00 (that’s 5 p.m. to you americans) and as the norm, I was the first one there. Let’s just say, Spanish people are not the most prompt. And I know my friend Bess is rolling her eyes right now! Cos, let’s just say I used to be not the most prompt either. Fashionably late was my favorite theme. So, I have changed my ways, I guess chalk it up to getting older. Or maybe Bess just whipped me into shape.
The crowd began to gather, the invitees and the touristees. When finally, the bride arrived in a black car with her father and her in the back. The groom was excited but anxious, and he opened her door. A kiss on both cheeks for each and then she pinned his boutonniere. A Spanish wedding in La Seu then ensued.
Wishing Marga y Miguel Ángel all the happiness in the future. Congrats!
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