11th April. Palma. What a place ..... we are happy people!
We arrived late avo Friday 9th. straight to Apuntadors Hostel (which we later find out has the charm of a pigs A hole.... i won't elaborate!) Drop bags & we're off...
1st round Pintos @ Tast, Patatas Bravas, chorizo, Jamon, goats cheessy, fishy little morsels of heaven on crusty bread, Beer!

time for a stroll. We are located in the old town.
6 story high apartments with beautiful Terrence windows an array of colours line the cobble stoned alleys with a multitude of food establishments below street level. the trees are in blossom and everyone is out enjoying the evening. The Cathedral a focus point for both local and tourist... it's BIG and very demanding of the area. but just behind we find the sea.

2nd round.... TAPAS @ Cuevo. a little 'vino tinto de casa' and we've settled in for the evening!


Saturday. We meet what is now our local coffee establishment, Bar Born, on Passeig Des Born. Bocodillas with tomato and spanish tortilla + coffee for 2 = 5.55 euro. sorted! a lovely fello runs the show with his wife & his home sourced eggs... yum and the good, good olive oil, a simple table compliment like that of salt and pepper.

Then we walk..... and walk....... and walk...

eventually we hit a beach. sun action, a really cold swim in our undies (well i got to my knees...muy freezo). Summer has only just began!

Back to Cuevo for more tapas.... what a way to eat!

Happy!

Sunday we found the food market that we have only ever dreamed about.....
The Hustle & bustle an attempt at using Spanish. Chorizo to die for. Jamon enough to feed a nation. cheese i wondered if there was enough milk in a day for, veg as big as ur MFA, fresh, pickled, poached.. OMG food heaven people!

We have now moved into an apartment, much better then the pre mentioned hostel and much cheaper. no more Diego(Tapas) but! it's self contained..... p's back on the cooker.... pero no problemo con esto.

hard core job hunting now.....

much love and cross ur fingers for us! XX




WELL! you must have all had your fingers crossed cos we have work.
Tinny bastards we are being at the right place at the right time.
just when all was looking pretty miserable (we were even thinking of plan B) we were drinking 2 euro Sangria and the Agents were putting a real downer on us... shit like "I know chefs with Michelin stars who can't get work" " and as for a stewardess, if you don't do this course for $800 to learn to fold napkins, you won't be getting work".
Well did we have the pleasure of giving them the twin carrots!
but to be honest the dock walking thing was a bit daunting. something that took us a bit of guts and a few warm ups. But it only took as the one walk at Portals, about 15mins bus from the main center. sweet smiles, CV's in hand and a few pleasantry's... BINGO. We got to the end of one dock and there was this most beautiful sail yacht and not a bad looking fella on board too. caught his eye and he came out for a chat. "no work here, but have you gone to that boat. apparently they are Kiwi owners and only hire Kiwi's."
we were off like a shot! 15mins walk later we meet the Owner on the wharf, a hour & half later we are set to return the next day to cook. walking home we were in disbelief 'did that just happen?'

Luckily a few days previous we discovered that most amazing food market. 9am Saturday off we go... the amazing race vs master chef.
Pee kicked ass..... big time! a tidy little 4 course
Baked Mackerel with green olive salsa on a rocket and manchego salad
Harissa prawns on a cheeky little garlic and bread crumb anglehair pasta
Duck Beast with a sweet mandarin glaze on a pink grapefruit and fennel salad (was goin to be parsnip Scordalia, but we couldn't find any parsnips, but this worked in our favor cos not only is Duck Adrian's absolute fav, Peter's fav is Fennel)
all followed by
a black plum frangipan tart
WOW
we started work Monday!
M/Y Awaroa. 39.5 meters.


Two weeks on, we re still pinching ourselves but have settled into a routine.