A couple of days after the wedding (following pub drinks, a formal introduction to Pimm’s and a rainy bank holiday BBQ) Joe and I packed our bags and followed the sunshine across to beautiful Mallorca.
With our friends Kim and Si getting married the week after us, we decided to extend our stay a little for a tiny bit of respite (or a minimoon if you’re particularly fancy) after a busy ol’ few weeks/months of wedding planning- and properly unwind before some more welcomed celebrations. Having not yet planned a honeymoon, we decided to pick somewhere on the island as a bit of a ‘treat-stay’ and had heard wonderful things about Hotel Rural Predi Son Jaumell before spotting and then booking it on Mr and Mrs Smith.
Situated on the east of the island, we booked a couple of days in this secluded spot for some real R&R. With the beach being a short cycle away (the hotel supplies mountain bikes if you fancy a beachside cycle- which, being me, wasn’t the most graceful activity)- the hotel feels like it’s truly amongst the Mallorcan countryside (*cue images of the Love Island villa, ahem*). It definitely feels like I’ve seen a lot of people in Mallorca over the last few months, and after arriving and catching a glimpse of it’s turquoise waters, blue skies and city-to-countryside culture it’s truly not hard to see why (not to mention the-less-than-two-hour-easyJet-flight too, hiya!)
Although when we arrived we had bought the British bank holiday weather with us, just being able to unwind for a few days felt like a true luxury (even if our first night was tucked in bed with room service pasta and ITV on, ahem). With the hotel boasting a Michelin starred restaurant (which we unfortunately didn’t get round to trying)- the food in the poolside bar restaurant was bloody delicious in itself- and I think we comfortably ate our body weight in prawns and croquettes for the few days we were there! Despite not having a car (something I know will definitely make exploring places like this 100x easier when either I gain confidence or Joe passes his test) we were able to bike to the beach and Joe did a couple of leisurely strolls to the local town (Capdepera) whilst I caught up with some long overdue reading. There were a handful of beaches we didn’t quite manage to tick off during our time on the east of the island, but we couldn’t have picked a more perfect spot to kick back and finally finish the books that had been bedside table bound for months.
After a couple of days hiding away here, we headed across to Palma, for 24 hours in the islands capital and for a little bit more tourist exploring…