It wasn’t the best day. I mean, it started off nice enough. I woke up to our last day in the sunny island of Mallorca. With a flight tonight at 5 minutes past midnight, I had the entire day to explore and relax. Today we were exploring the gorgeous village of Valldemossa which has been… Read More

My body was still shaking as we wound round the mountains on narrow, bending roads. My run-in with the Mallorcan police had left me in a state of shock and the last thing I wanted to do was return back to our villa. My blood was pumping through my veins, fuelled by adrenaline and frustration.… Read More

Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. The black and yellow cop car pulled in to the carpark beside me. Gravel crunched beneath the churning tyres. The ignition abruptly stopped, a heavy door swung open and a man, his eyes masked by a thick black pair of shades and his face painted with a scowl, got… Read More

Mallorca is a holiday hot-spot during the summer months. Millions of people flock to the Spanish island to enjoy the 29° temperatures and sandy beaches. Popular areas range from the capital city of Palma, the party town of Magaluf or the far north with picturesque Pollença. However, very rarely to we hear about the south… Read More

Mallorca is a destination that I keep returning to again and again. There are many reasons why one may fall in love with this island paradise. You only need to glance at some of the many incredible things you can do in Mallorca in order to be sold on arranging a trip. But when I… Read More

After finally managing to open the door to our villa (you can read more about that trauma here), we walked down to the shops to buy our Diet Coke. Mission complete, we put our food away and due to thirst, put some drinks in the freezer to make them cool down at maximum speed. Despite… Read More

I woke up, bleary-eyed, scrambling around trying to reach for the screeching alarm. Through my half-closed eyes I saw the room was pitch-black. The sun hadn't even risen yet. My body protested as I slowly clambered out of bed, tripping over my packed suitcase on my way out. 4.30am. Why did I choose such an… Read More

In early November 2013, I was itching to go on holiday again. I had been at University for nearly 2 months now and was (as usual) disliking being confined to the country. I also wanted to spend more time with my partner as only seeing him at weekends just wasn't enough for me. So I… Read More

The pristine blue waters sped past me in a blur. Crests of waves appeared in a constant stream on the horizon and each one I tackled head on. We moved elegantly through the waves, slicing through them with smooth precision. On my right stood towering orange cliff faces, caves and scars carved into them. On… Read More

The night was forced open by tall orange and yellow flames, lapping at the warm night air. The beach was quiet, hidden by the darkness. The full moon reflected boldly onto the sea, a shimmering reflection lighting up the tall silhouettes of overhanging cliffs with caves carved into their sides. Waves swallowed up the beach,… Read More