As any Spanish speakers may have worked out from the title, today we visited the market. It is situated in the old town part of Alcudia, so called because..well it’s quite old. It has a very Mediterranean look and feel about it with the building being a creamy sort of colour and many of the streets being really rather narrow. The best building I saw was this church:
The market itself was quite a disappointment. If you wanted to buy a handbag, some shoes or a fake football shirt this is the place to go but otherwise don’t bother. In fact, it would go as far as saying that the whole experience was quite unpleasant. Despite the lack of worthwhile goods the market was very busy and the combination of the narrow streets and already blistering temperatures made it very hot. It was pretty horrendous.
This afternoon I opted not to go to the Hidropark with the rest of my family. Among other things I finished reading The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, which I absolutely adored. I think it may have become “the best book ever according to Dan”, which is really quite an honour. I also wrote a poem inspired by the things I have seen around the resort. It is called “Brit’s Abroad” and you can read it here. Hope you like it.
Short entry today because I am a day behind at writing this blog. Handwritten in my hotel I might add and then typed up much later. There will be much, much, more tomorrow!