What I do in Mallorca

I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to blog from Mallorca but it appears that I’m able to. The wifi is good and I have pockets of free alone time, which is when everyone’s at the beach. Except me.

I’m in Cala d’Or, Mallorca, for a 9-day holiday with Piers and his family. We’re staying in a villa just a minute’s walk away from the beach, and the family’s plan is to practically live on the beach the whole time.

 

Beach

 

My plan is to not live on the beach. I’m quite happy to lounge around in the airy villa all day, enjoying the full protection of a sturdy roof.

 

Villa

 

I did go to the beach in the morning. There was a section of shade I could hide under because the sun was still low and hiding behind a line of trees.

 

Sheylara

 

But, eventually, the sun got me and there was no hiding. So I got up and built little Emma a sand throne. At least, that was what I set out to do before Piers decided to help by turning it into a sand race car.

 

image

 

Emma got into it and was quite happy with it for a bit, but then half destroyed it when she tried crawling out via the hood.

By the way, if my photos and drawings are extra crappy, it’s because I didn’t bring my laptop and am blogging from my iPad.

Anyway, one morning of sun, sand and sea was quite enough for me, and I came back to the villa while the others stayed to enjoy the beach all day.

 

Sheylara

 

That’s all I’m going to say today! It’s taken me three hours to produce this silly post, mainly because I’ve got a stupid long-winded process to get photos onto my iPad and then into the blog.

Oh, Piers just came back to the villa and he’s gone all red, lol. He won’t admit it, though (he claims it’s a nice brown) so here’s a photo of His Redness.

 

Piers

 

Heh.

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10 thoughts on “What I do in Mallorca

  1. I suppose you had no choice but to make comments like that to make yourself feel better about being poor, ugly and unsuccessful in life. I’m sorry you have had a bad life. Hope it’s better next time! If you believe in reincarnation.

  2. Hair does not maketh a man.

    The expression on Piers’ face looks like he’s adamant he’s a nice brown. It’s actually a nice shade of lobster. SUNSCREEN!!

  3. Aww, Rondy. I’m sorry that your suffering from Small Penis Syndrome. But keep reaching for the sky and someday you’ll get out of your parents basement. It won’t be any bigger, but you’ll still be a hude di*k. That’s somehting, huih?

    Hope you’re having fun, Sheylara!

  4. Is it fair to say your differing goals for the beach arises from the fact that Piers & his family come from a very unsunny country, whilst you hail from an abundantly radiant locale? Speaking of avoiding the sun, Mallorca evidently has some spectacular caves to visit.

  5. @Valarie: Haha that’s what I told him! He doesn’t use sunscreen until he’s been out in the sun for hours cos he thinks it’ll stop him from getting a tan. :p

    @angela: Thank you! Is England not sunny now? The weather was really nice the week before we came to Mallorca! Anyway, hope you have at least some days of good sun too! :)

    @Pepper: Thank you, I am indeed! :)

    @DJSkyler: Yes, that is a very astute observation. :) Yeah, I’ve seen those caves in a brochure and kind of passed by one the last time we came to Mallorca. We only looked at it from outside, because our destination was really the pebble beach.

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