Vam anar a Mallorca, Day 12: Fornalutx, Cala del Mago, and flights home


We woke up early; it was the last day and we had to get in all the Mallorca experiences we could before heading to the airport.  This was the view from our "hostel" room, which was much nicer than we expected.


We took a short drive from Sóller, which was a nice town in its own right, to Fornalutx, a town that had been voted the prettiest on the island a few times.  We strolled down the main street to get breakfast and do some gift shopping.  The stores were all so cute and the courtyard was so calm and pretty.














It happened.  Laura had fallen for the nude beach life.  She really wanted to go do some more nude swimming and asked where I thought the best option was.  I had really enjoyed Cala del Mago and the associated restaurant, so we headed back for one last dip and lunch!






Fuimos! We left paradise behind, got a stereotypical London experience walking in the cold rain, and then slept in a "pod" hotel.



Laura was really excited about the return flight because we would be flying over Greenland and she had fond memories of her last transit over the sub-continent.  We huddled around the exit door window in anticipation.  Several other passengers were curious what we were doing, and were blown away when they looked outside.  One guy grumpily told us to close the window because it was too bright to play games on his phone......  Can't please them all, so we didn't. At least until we were done enjoying the view of the glaciers and coastline.







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