Sheylara in bikini and mud

Now that I have lulled you into a (false) sense of security with my short break from blogging, it’s time to unleash upon you more scary bikini photos.

Yep. Just when you thought you were safe. I present to you… a diseased-looking Sheylara in bikini.


Sheylara on pebble beach


Okay, I’m not actually diseased, but merely covered in mud. It’s pure, natural mud taken from a cave in a region where pirates of old used to hang out and rest between rampageous naval battles.

That’s as natural a mud mask as you can get.

We were at Coll Baix, a tiny beach of gravel, hidden away from civilisation in Mallorca. You could get to it via a long trek through paths thick with vegetation and trees along the scary cliffs of the island, or you could get to it by boat.

We went by speed boat. It was Piers’ birthday and it was a surprise from his dad.

Yacht charters and boat rentals can be had just about everywhere in Mallorca. We booked our boat adventure at the Puerto Pollensa marina.


Sea Adventures


Our tanned, robust captain claimed to look younger than his supposed 67 years thanks to the mud from the caves. I’m not quite sure I believe him. He was trying to convince us to plaster the mud he had given us all over ourselves. But he did smear his entire head with that stuff.

His speed boat runs on a daily schedule for different sea tours. We did the Pirate Routes, a two-hour adventure that costs 60 Euros per person. Expensive, but so eye-poppingly fun!


Sea Adventures


When the boat goes on high speed, it kind of skips along the water, so the ride is kind of bumpy.

I found it scary at first because I was afraid I would get seasick, which I have a history of. But the seasickness never came and I began to enjoy myself. Fear quickly turned to exhilaration.

You’re bouncing on the water as if the water were a spring mattress. The wind is rushing at your face and rustling madly at your ears. Your eyes drink deeply the sights of unspoiled nature all around you.

It was just amazing.

Here’s a picture of the mud cave:


Mud cave


In this trip, we were supposed to enter the cave and bathe in the mud, then come outside to bake in the sun. But we couldn’t that day because the water was up and a bit choppy, therefore dangerous or something like that.

So our captain took us to Coll Baix beach and gave us a tupperware full of mud harvested from the cave.

The beach is made entirely of gravel, with stones and rocks in the water getting bigger as they head out to sea. The larger rocks are painful to walk on barefoot while the pebbles are uncomfortable. So all you really want to do is sit and bake in the sun.


Coll Baix


Everyone had mud on their faces except me. I had makeup on my face and I didn’t think it was a good idea to have a apply a mask over makeup. Plus the mud was so pure that there were many tiny stones in them, some of which were sharp. I didn’t want to cut my face!

I don’t have a lot of photos on that beach. We had to anchor the boat 20 or 30 metres away and then jump into the water and swim to shore. Obviously, I couldn’t take my camera.

But Piers swam back to the boat at some point and took some photos for me from there.

He took this photo of himself before swimming back, lol.


Piers' muddy face


We were on that beach for about an hour, I think. We had our mud bake, we swam around a bit and we played with the waves. It’s fun sitting on the shore. When the waves hit, you can’t help but fall over because the waves are quite strong.

The water was ridiculously beautiful, a rich turquoise colour. It felt so unreal swimming in that water.


Turquoise sea


Turquoise sea


But it’s not turquoise all the time. It depends on the area you’re at and the weather. As you travel across the sea, the colour changes from turquoise to emerald to cerulean to navy.

Regardless of the colour, it’s always clear and sparkling.


Beautiful sparkling sea


Well, everything was awesome, in a nutshell. If you ever go to Mallorca, a boat trip is highly recommended. See more photos at this Facebook page of other similar trips taken by our boat captain.

And that’s all I have for you today. Let me know if you want more Mallorca posts! (But then, I’ll probably do some more whether you like it or not, lol.)

Photos of our holiday villa

We had seen photos of the villa before going to Mallorca for our holiday. But photos could not prepare us for the astounding sights that greeted us when we arrived.

A good photographer with proper camera equipment might be able capture scenes of nature that bring tears to your eyes, but there is nothing like being right in the middle of it. We see a lot more with our own eyes and all our senses.

I was reluctant to photograph anything because I knew my skills and equipment could never do justice to anything I experienced there. But I had to. As wise guys say in social networking, “Photo or it didn’t happen.”


Sheylara's ice cream
The extent of my tan.


Casa de Reyes is a two-storey, five-bedroom luxury villa in the resort town of Puerto Pollensa, available for rent by the week. We went there in honour of Piers’ mum’s 60th birthday, although her birthday is actually today.

The design of the villa is quite plain and unassuming but I really like the interior, tastefully decorated with modern designer effects. It’s airy, with sliding door windows and doorways everywhere so there’s more than one route to get to any part of the villa.

But the key feature is, of course, the view all around: Mountains at the back, sea in front, and beautiful neighbouring villas at the side.

Well, there’s nothing much more I can say about it, so I’ll let my photos do the work now.


Casa de Reyes
Casa de Reyes sits at the foot of the Sierra de Tramuntana mountain range in Boquer, Puerto Pollensa.


Casa de Reyes
It’s a bit hidden from view at the road outside.


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View from the second floor balcony.


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The balcony.


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Piers’ parents being shown around.


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Kitchen and dining hall.


Casa de Reyes


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Master bedroom.


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Zoomed-in view from the balcony.


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The bedroom Piers and I used. Has ensuite bathroom and a one-way door in the bathroom leading out to the pool. (In fact, every bedroom in the villa has a doorway leading out to the pool.)


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One of the smaller bedrooms.


Casa de Reyes
One of the smaller bedrooms.


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A bedroom with ensuite bath, and a sliding door window that overlooks the pool.


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The view from the above bedroom.


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Infinity pool.


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Another view of the pool.


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There’s like a rooftop area at the back of the house but it’s unfurnished so no one goes up there except Piers, who likes to stand up there to look for goats on the mountain.


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Evening view of the distant mountains.


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Piers and Sebastian playing paddle ball on the balcony.


Okay, that’s quite enough photos of the villa. Will talk more about what we did in there next time!