After seemingly endless weeks of rain, clouds and people groaning about the clouds and the rain, summer arrived and the last two weeks we could finally bitch about the inhuman 37°C that made doing anything else then hiding in the shadows (preferable at a lake) and eating our own bodyweight in ice-cream suicidal.
But that’s Austrian weather for you – it first tries to drown you, then burn you to a crisp. But the heat was a lovely preparation for the last “big” trip this year: Mallorca.
I’ve already been to this beautiful island and I’m looking very much forward to spend some time there again: The landscape is stunning, the food gorgeous (hot chocolate, ensaimades) and the people speak Spanish (take that, Romania!). While I’ll find out just how far my Spanish will get me, there will be lots of gorgeous pictures (not only of food, I promise) for you guys and of course exciting adventures as I meet the local geckos and discover just how much of my stuff I left at home. Also, I probably will get lost while I try to find my Mallorca favourite.