Monday, June 30, 2008

Our Santa Maria


We have had a fun few days in Barcelona but now we make a transition from the big city to the farm. Much like Columbus, who sailed away from this very port, we will sail out into the open water for something new. Except our Santa Maria is 7 story yellow and blue ferry. Mallorca is in many ways like Hawaii, 1. island, 2. its paradise like, 3. everything costs a lot, that is all. Although we are paying passengers, the real money is made on shipping goods to the island on ferries or other shipping vessels. Everything from cars, to water, to speedos are hauled from the mainland to the Balearic Islands.

Our transition was mucho rocky, let me give you some highlights: We had to shlep our backpacks all the way to the port only to realize that we couldn't store them at the port. We then had to haul them back to town and store them at a train station. I was in a foul mood.
Rachel did not sleep at all on our 7 hour ferry ride (which departed at midnight). She was not in a good state of mind.
The first person we met on Mallorca was super unfriendly. Rachel (to bus driver in Spanish):"Does this bus go to a train station that can take us to Pollenca?" Bus Driver: "This is a bus. It's leaving so get on or get off." We got off.
We couldn't contact Tollo, the shepard, to tell him we had arrived and come get our tired butts. When we finally did get a hold of him from the Western Union store, we had gone to the wrong place. We were in Port de Pollenca not in Pollenca village (c'mon!).
Once we finally arrived we were able to relax and wonder about the place at our leisure, it was nice.
We did have some good times too. We hung out on the beach quite a lot. Rachel got a "massage" on the beach. Some guy on the ferry gave us his pasta. Rachel bought a bracelet. We ate more delicious sandwiches. There are a lot of people to stare at and be stared at.

So like Columbus we sailed, we met some friendly and not so friendly natives, and we gave them all small pox... I mean we got some much needed rest before next day when we'd go to work.

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