Hello hello! I have returned from holiday slightly less pale but fortunately not burnt. Quite how i avoided the woes of sunburn this time i’m not sure, possibly something to do with the unbearable heat causing both of us to hide in our hotel room for the hottest parts of the days.
Anyway, we had a wonderful time and as i’m sure you saw in my previous post, we got engaged! I won’t go into that too much seeing as i’ve already covered it but i’m sure it’ll pop up.
So without further ado, here’s what we got up to on hollibobs:
Day 1 (travelling day)
We had a rather rude awakening at 4am, especially so for myself thanks to not being able to sleep until 2am! We stayed at the Hilton at Newcastle Airport the night before and had quite a nice dinner in the hotel restaurant. I, of course, was in my scruffs (baggy top, leggings, old Vans) but we were on holiday so who gives a toss?
I can’t fault Newcastle airport for the speed we got through customs and security, however, we didn’t have much luck with Burger King’s this holiday and it started with a 20 minute queue line at 5.30am. Totally worth it though, BK’s breakfast hash browns are amazing!!
The flight was pretty uneventful, no turbulence on the way there. We flew with Jet2 and i found their seats to be roomier and a little more comfortable than Ryanair’s.
After arriving and getting through Palma Airport, we got driven to our hotel by the grumpiest coach driver ever. Not that i can judge – i think i’d be pretty grouchy if i had to drive a bunch of english people about in the blazing heat all day.
Checked into Hotel Garbada and our original room…left a lot to be desired! We had a good laugh at the wobbly fan that appeared to be the alleged “air con” and debated over how we were going to push the two single beds together. Quickly we realised that spending 4 nights in a room with no windows and no air con in 32 degree heat was going to be hell, so Tom used his boyish charms to get us a reduced price upgrade to a much nicer room – with air con!!!
We dumped our stuff and headed out to the restaurant-y bit of town (the beach front) and ended up finding a really nice place called “Abracadabra” that specialised in pizzas. We both had burgers that promised to be handmade and they were DELICIOUS. Possibly one of the best burgers i’ve had, i can definitely recommend having the one with goats cheese!
I can’t actually remember which restaurant we visited for our first night…but we had food, a few drinks and tried to call it a night but ended up bombarded by what seemed to be 500+ 12-16 year olds walking around at 11pm? It turned out there was some kind of festival on that we completely missed. A bit of a shame but we never would’ve stayed out that night, not after 2 hours sleep and being up since 4am.
We started off by traipsing around looking for a car to hire for the following day. After several hours of this, we gave up and got a taxi to Marine Land! It was more expensive than i expected at 24 euros each, but it was nearby and would give us something to do for a few hours. Well, it turns out, it’s tiny! And there were children abusing the terrapins/turtles by picking them up and throwing them about! I kept harping on all day about how they were all going to get ill from the salmonella that reptiles such as turtles/terrapins carry, or that they would get bitten (this did happen to a little girl and it made me laugh).
So obviously, i was due a bit of karma.
If i could go back in time and not drink the delicious chocolate milkshake i chose that day, i totally would. I’d never been subjected to food poisoning before and honestly i’m not sure it’s something i’d like to do again! Fortunately i only threw up for an hour (7 times!), but it was already 8.30pm and i didn’t start to feel semi normal until gone 10pm, by which point we gave up on our plan of heading to Magaluf’s strip and went to bed instead.
I woke up feeling…not my best, but no longer dizzy/sick/like my guts were falling out my butt. We skipped the free breakfast at the hotel and headed to “Dolphin Restaurant and Bar” for some superbly delicious scrambled eggs on toast. We mulled about, paddled in the sea and considered going for a swim (until Tom kept saying there was a crab near my foot and i refused to go back in) and settled for a glass of probably the best orange juice i’ve ever had at a bar on the actual beach – sadly i can’t remember the name!
Headed back to the hotel for a few hours, then back out for lunch (a tuna baguette) and Tom got some fro-yo with crumbled Oreos, strawberries and hot white chocolate sauce from “llaollao”. Went back to the hotel because we were dying in the sun and got ready to go for dinner and head to Magaluf….and get engaged! The restaurant we visited that evening was called “Si-Yu Bar and Restaurant” and it was really great. Delicious food, quiet atmosphere and the waiter even gave us a little glass of free bubbly that turned out to taste like a mix of white wine and prosecco. He also made a mean boozy coffee. Aaaand if you’ve read my previous post, you know the rest of what happened that night. If not, go back and read it!
We escaped the dreaded hangover and had lovely pizzas at yet another restaurant whose name i can’t remember….i need to pay more attention on my surroundings..
Anyway, they were delicious! We soon gave up with doing anything because it was another scorching day and Tom had painful blisters all over his feet. We did pop to the pharmacy to pick up painkillers and plasters though.
For dinner, we had saved the best for last – Ciro’s. A beautiful restaurant with an amazing view of the sea and bay, incredible food and fabulous service! I can’t recommend it enough!! We had a slow walk back to the hotel and packed for our flight back the next day.
And that’s about it! We caught a coach to the airport, visited the absolute WORST Burger King in existence (45 minute queue time and they still got our order wrong!!) and sat one infront of the other on the plane home. A 2 and a half drive home from Newcastle, a quick pitstop for a wee and to say hi to the rats and we went to Aagrah because Tom had been craving Indian food all holiday.
I’ve gotten over most of the holiday blues now but i really can’t wait to go to Cyprus in September. 4 days away isn’t enough! Plus we have a villa in September so we might actually dare to go in the pool (the one at the hotel was a little dubious due to the lack of people in it..).