Beside the seaside

Change of scene today. We took a slightly hair-raising bus ride down the mountain — the road is an endless series of tight hairpin bends and very popular with cyclists. I would not have liked to be the cyclist that the bus followed all the way down the last hill into Soller — he only needed to hit a stone to be comprehensively splatted.

We got off in Port de Soller and walked round to our AirBnB. Bundle had done a great job of choosing — this is the view from the balcony. It’s within a stone’s throw of many bars and restaurants. We thought it might be noisy, but there’s a definite end of season vibe. When we went out for tapas in the evening, half the bars were closed and the rest were full of very quiet Brits (perhaps musing over their country’s fate) who all seemed to be tucked up in bed by 10 o’clock.