Thursday 20th June
A lazy day today, had a walk out to the old town and a thoroughly enjoyable ramble around the place, no crowds as it wasn’t market day. We were blown away by the Church of St Jaume, the artwork in there is amazing, well worth the 2 Euro it cost us to gain entry. The altar piece and the rose window were particularly good.
We found a great little bar with an enclosed courtyard, only had a drink but we decided to come back for an evening meal. Later on we found the old walls of the city and as there was a few hundred yards with access to the walkway at roof level, we decided to have a wander. Interesting view as the streets within the walls are so narrow you get the feeling you could jump onto the nearest roof and get across town without having to drop to the ground.
On the way back to the resort complex I realised that the cacti in the garden by the Roman ruins weren’t just haphazardly planted, I did my best to get a photo but really needed to be a few feet taller to really do it justice.
Also on the way back got my first serin of the holiday and managed to get a record shot.
Friday 21st June
Another lazy day, this time because I’d to drive to the airport to collect Sheila’s brother and his wife, who were sharing the apartment for the second week. So it was an alcohol free day as well, didn’t want any bother with the police. Come 6.00pm and into the car for the journey South West, not far out of Alcudia had the first hoopoe of the holiday, a single bird flying across the road in front of us. There were some distant raptors seen but I was unable to id them as I’d no optics with me. The flight was on time and surprise, surprise they too had had a stag party on board. Theirs was much worse than ours, all of the group were several sheets to the wind, one particular guy was completely wrecked. We’d seen him wander out of the arrivals area sideways, dressed as Captain Britain and completely incoherent. Thankfully he was ‘rescued’ by his mates before he made too much of a pillock of himself. The drive back was uneventful as once more the light very quickly dropped and we arrived at the resort complex in the dark.
Saturday 22nd & Sunday 23rd June
Another couple of hot days, so once more little activity, just general mooching around Alcudia, allowing the newbies to get their bearings. We again had an osprey fly by the resort complex on Saturday, first the morning and again later in the afternoon. We had our evening meal in the nice little courtyard we visited on Thursday. Mixed paella, bags of langoustines, cockles, mussels and prawns with chicken and rabbit- excellent.
Sunday was market day again but this time we knew the ropes and managed to avoid most of the worst stalls. In the afternoon we found the bullring, thankfully not being used for fights today. Quite the opposite in fact, there was a big family party going on, a humungous paella was being cooked. The pan they were using was at least 4 metres across, they were using what looked like dustpans on poles to turn the rice over. We paid our 3 euros and had a wander around the bullring, I hadn’t realised how small they were, probably not more than 40 foot across.
The sun was by this time not so much cracking the pavement as pulverising it so we didn’t stay long out in the open but came down to the bar area for the free drink that was part of the ticket price. Small beer, lemonade or water, no contest really. Whilst we were drinking the owner of the bullring came over with a large plate of the paella, this he plonked on our table and said ‘enjoy as a memento of your visit’. Very nice. A stroll along the walls and then a short taxi ride back to the resort complex, a dip and a shower and we were ready for the evening meal in the complex.