Tuesday 18 September 2012

Mallorca, Trip 47: Es Trenc

After over two years of being in a long distance relationship between Europe and Canada, I moved to London... and Elliot and I are still doing the long distance thing. But hey, London is a hell of a lot closer to Ibiza/Mallorca (what's two hours compared to 11?), and really, there are worse places he could be based for me to visit. Many, many worse places.

Anyway, I have just one last visit planned for the end of September, so I thought I'd share some Instagrams of my last two summer 2012 trips to the sunny isles:

A weekend destination: Es Trenc, Mallorca

The walk from the parking lot at Es Trenc to the beach itself involves passing by several decrepit houses that were nearly finished before construction was halted: apparently, you can't build houses on the beach. Not sure what the whole story is here—you'd think the developers would have gotten the permits first, but then again, it IS Spain—but here's the result. 

Something about the fact that thousands of people pass the development each summer somehow makes it less depressing and ugly.

But why not?

Our beach umbrella. We have gotten a LOT of use out of this little number.

More graffiti on the beach. Great colours and cheeky kids!


Taking photos in front of the graffiti wall.

Elliot lifted himself up to look inside...

And I got a leg up. 
(My butt looks quite large in this photo.)

My favourite beach snack. 
You just can't resist buying one while saying "Magnum G-O-L-D???!!!!!"

Another weekend destination: the city beach in Palma. 

Testing out my new Tucker NYC jumpsuit on the beach. I had the opportunity to meet the designer, Gaby Basora, during a trip to London in the summer, and it was a true privilege. She designs all of her own prints and is SUCH a lively, gregarious person—a true pleasure to be around.

My teeny weeny leopard print D&G bikini. This got quite a bit of wear this summer.

That day, at city beach, we also saw a set of butt implants. Very bizarre.

Anyway.

One of our favourite little restaurants in Camp de Mar, which does a good paella.





Spanish olives are the BEST.
  

1 comment:

  1. Great photos - so jealous you get to visit Mallorca on a regular basis!

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