We had a good visit to Ciudadela - didn't
attempt to go into the (very crowded) port but anchored in the little Cala to
the south and took a stern line ashore. Ciudadela is a fascinating town with a
long history dating from prehistoric times, and being run by various
dominant cultures over the millennia from the Phoenicians from 1600 BC then
the Greeks and the Romans etc etc. We found the longest supermarket ever -
basically a corridor stretching 150 metres through various
higgledy-piggledy buildings in the old town.
Our crossing to Mallorca was mostly under
sail and we're now anchored very comfortably in Puerto Pollensa and enjoying
much more benign weather than in Corsica.
Barny left us last Thursday and we've agreed
to take him across the Atlantic later in the year. Becky returned to London and
the grindstone on Saturday.
We are now enjoying the company of Pom,
Barbara and Annie ("the Golden Girls") from Greenwich and we spent a very
pleasant Sunday morning in the market at Pollensa town, dutifully encouraging
the girls to shop, followed by lunch in the square.
As you can see, the shopping was quite
We're planning on a leisurely week with the
girls not least because the main and genoa are now in Palma for a service, so
we're on our new laminate genoa only. (for the landlubbers amongst you, that's
the sail which wraps around the forestay and is set in front of the
George and Michael