Maybe it’s because I’m totally immersed in inner city living- constantly closer to a Sainsbury’s and a Lidl than a fresh and colourful farmers market- but one thing I love doing when abroad is checking out the local markets. Once upon a time this would often be code for ‘finding somewhere to pick up cool dolphin keyrings’ (or even a cough, fake designer bag during my early teens) but there’s something about soaking up how the locals live, checking out the delicious delicacies and immersing yourself in a different day-to-day routine that is deliciously refreshing.
On our second day in Mallorca, we took a taxi into Port de Pollença to explore the Wednesday morning market. Spilling from the town centre into the side streets, we were met with everything from endless wicker baskets, a rainbow of fresh fruit, delicately crafted leather bags and near enough everything in between. Although we all remained relatively controlled (blame my measly attempt at grown up saving)- it was certainly a nice change from a run-around the fruit and veg aisles at home- and wearing my new spring uniform (that’s a military green jacket, slogan tee and pale denim)- I definitely enjoyed the little injection of sunshine to my mid week routine.