We took an early flight from Dusseldorf to Mallorca, therefore we skipped a night to catch the plane. The bright side of this is, by 9 AM we stood on the beautiful island of Mallorca. We were so excited that we were there, so we decided to put on some sunnies to hide our sleepy faces and grab the keys to our rental car to drive around the island!
It was a bit cloudy and chilly that day so I wore my new flared pants and an oversized sweater. I still had to get used to these flared pants on me, but I was forced to wear them since I left my jeans on the heater at home… Typically me *facepalm*
We first drove to Sant Elm and I encountered this charming house with gorgeous pink walls. I fell in love with this colorful view accompanied by these perfectly cut trees. I always hope to end up living in one of those Mediterranean villages one day. I feel so at home when I find myself in Spain or Portugal, even the smell of the air makes me feel like I’m coming home when I’m there. Who has the same feeling when visiting a specific place?