Day 21 - Mallorca

Mallorca

I’ve been dying to go to Mallorca since we moved to Germany and learned it was the European island of choice for beach getaways. It looked beautiful from the port and we had just planned to grab a taxi and head to the beach for the day. For a reasonable price we went to a beach a little ways away from the port that was not as touristy as some of the others, but still pretty busy and full. Like most European beaches this one was clothing semi optional. Europeans have this laid back, individual, whatever goes kind of attitude towards fashion and beach apparel is no different. Most of the men wear speedos, as do boys. Little girls wear only bikini bottoms up until about age 12/13, or when they start to get boobs. Teens typically wear bikinis and adult women have a choice to wear a top or not. Pretty much everyone wears a two piece bathing suit regardless of age, shape or size, and age and shape play no part in the choice to go topless either. You see many little old ladies out there with their boobs covering their belly buttons and people really don’t think much of it. It’s strange to us as Americans, but perfectly normal here in Europe. The beach in Mallorca was beautiful, you could see the to the bottom of the crystal clear water and fish swim around. There was a small amount of trash in the water that was disappointing, but otherwise it was very pretty. We built sand castles, played in the water, Colin loved swimming in the ocean and wasn’t scared at all. After a few hours at the beach we were ready to head back to the boat and get ready for some dinner and the evening events. Colin went to club again and got his fill of kids his own age for a while.