It's our last day. Technically, we'll be in Majorca until 10.30 tomorrow, but our transfer to the airport leaves at 6.55 tomorrow.
Nay planned a couple of massages for late morning. So I took the opportunity to lounge in the sun and attempt to read. The weather was supposed to be sunny until 10.30 and cloudy or even raining for the rest of the day. The majority of the day was glorious sunshine (lollipops and rainbows...). I ended up grabbing myself a couple of pina coladas, falling asleep for 20 minutes and _then_ reading some of my book. I've saved some great quotes that I'll share another time.
We thought we would take a trip out to the local safari, but the attempt was immediately killed when we walked to the station and the bus had arrived (and promptly left) 15 minutes before it was supposed to. We watched it drive away, saddened by the lack of animals in our life. What were we going to do now? Argue.
After our brief argument about what to do, we decided we would walk to town and eat out.
We went to the beach and walked barefoot through the sand. I decided to get my feet wet in the water before learning that I have no idea how to get sand out from my feet. I drenched my socks and shoes and almost lost all of our food money to the sea.
After having a laugh about my sandy incompetence, we found a tapas restaurant that opened in 45 minutes, so we propped ourselves up at a bar down the road with a gin. It was huge!
We headed back to the tapas place shortly before it opened and ordered some great food. Some different plates to what we usually try.
After a great evening, we headed home, bought our obligatory holiday magnet and had pudding in the hotel, before heading to bed to read and snack like the old couple we truly are.