Mallorca, Spain

Mallorca is a beautiful beach resort island with blocks of designer shopping and rows and rows of multi-million dollar yachts, even more than in Monte Carlo. Chuck has a business friend who lives here, so were getting a taste of the spanish way of life…dinner reservations were for 10pm (the restaurant didn’t even open til 8pm), dessert at midnight, and after dinner drinks til 2am. Holy cow. That was a bit difficult to do since we got up at 6am that morning for our flight to come here. I asked
Chuck’s friend’s wife how they do these late hours and she said that people here say “is it true that Americans work straight through the day without a siesta break?” They really do start work here around 10am, break for 3 hours from 1pm to 4pm for siesta, and then resume work from 4 to 8pm.

The roads near where Chuck’s friend lives are lined with fig trees and all one needs to do is lean out the car window and pick the fruit right off the trees for a fabulous, sweet treat. We ate quite a few and definately need to look for figs at home. I don’t think Americans eat figs much and they were super delicious.

This is our last day. I hope you have enjoyed our email travelogue of our trip. We have thought of you every day and hoped this would be a great way to bring you along on our adventure.


Beach at Mallorca
Beach at Mallorca



Mykonos, Greece

They must have a pretty strick housing association…you can paint your house any color you like as long as its white!! Windows and door trims can be blue, red, yellow, or green.

This is a cute little harbor town, with boat tenders that take people from the ships to the shores 10 minutes away. The streets are way too narrow for cars so its a walking city of lots of twists and turns of tiny shops and jewelry stores. Lots of cute little oceanfront restaurants.

Who knew there were windmills in Greece?

Mykonos, where everything is white.
Mykonos, where everything is white.