Leaving Malaga we spent the next day at sea. Beautiful weather and smooth sailing! Lots of onboard activities to enjoy or plenty of time just to chill out.
We were headed for Palma! I had been to Palma once before when I was in the Navy but that was back in 1981 and about all I remembered was how beautiful it was and how friendly the people were. I was certain that Liz would love it and was excited for her to see it.
Palma is a stunner. Rising in honey-colored stone from the broad waters of the Badia de Palma, this enduring city dates back to the 13th-century Christian reconquest of the island, and to the Moors, Romans and Talayotic people before that. A richly studded diadem of historical sites, Palma also shelters a seemingly endless array of galleries, restaurants, craft studios and bars – it’s without doubt Mallorca’s greatest treasure. Wander in any direction from the awe-inspiring Gothic Cathedral at its geographic and historical heart and you’ll find bent medieval streets lined with aristocratic townhouses, looming baroque churches, teeming public squares, vibrant bohemian neighborhoods and markets overflowing with all the bounty of the island. You could spend weeks in this city alone, and still uncover fresh joys every day.