The next stop was Puerto las Rapitas (39.21.7N 002.57.2E), an unremarkable place really. A German boat was rafted up to us and they were heavily involved in watching the Germany v Spain football match that evening. They told us it was a win/win situation as there were so many Germans living in Majorca. We worked out that we wouldn’t have time to visit the island nature sanctuary just offshore so elected to continue en-route. Jim rushed off to buy a pair of Crocs and promptly decided they were “horrid” and refused to wear them again. We, of course, swear by them on the boat.