Like the end of the 19th century
I fall in love with things and places easily: I have various towns where I’d love to go and live after visiting them. In Mallorca, my infatuation had two parts: the first was in Valldemossa. The town, the first in the Tramuntana mountains if you come from Palma. It’s framed with green terraces and oozes a simple distinction of being from the end of the 19th century.
It’s shady streets are filled with banana trees and are a delight to walk through while you browse through antiques and buy something to remember the Balearen islands by. It’s almost certainly a must to try the ensaimadas, the typical sweet pastry from Mallorca, and change the shoes you’re wearing for some Menorcan leather ones.