10. Palma, Mallorca
I will be the first to admit that my preconceived ideas of Palma were wrong. I had thought that the esplanade and city streets would be lined with Irish bars selling Guinness, British pubs selling fish and chips or a Sunday roast and nightclubs cheek by jowl. Maybe parts of the Island are like that, maybe in mid July when the tourist hoards arrive it’s like that, but Palma certainly is not like that…well, not on a Sunday on the last day of October it’s not. It’s actually quite charming and delightful. We took the shuttle bus in from the ship and were dropped close to the huge Cathedral which dominates the city and it’s skyline. The larger streets in the centre of the shopping district were busy, but by no means heaving. Cafe society was alive and well with families having a morning coffee, children playing in their Halloween outfits, young couples promenading, a lady in her Sunday best chatting with the parish priest and elderly ladies gossiping as they descended the steps...