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After a late breakfast aboard, Jacques ran us in to town. He and Jibe stayed behind while Clara, Ralph and I took a small train up the mountain to the town of Soller. It’s a strange combination of palms, pines, oranges, geraniums, morning glories and hibiscus.
The final stop left us at the train station, which was offering a display of Miro watercolors and ceramics by Picasso.
The town of Soller is lovely and seems like a great spot for an extended stay. The central
plaza is surrounded by cafes, with the church of San Bartolomé on one side, with its modernist façade, the work of Joan Rubió, a disciple of Gaudí.
The Municipal building is next door, and off one corner is a sign for the Shopping Center – narrow streets of 17th and 18th century houses scattered among more traditional local architecture.
I could have happily spent days exploring all the little shops. We had little time – everything closes at 1:30 and doesn’t reopen until 4:30 or 5:00. But I did have time to explore and amazing book shop with a wonderful collection of books in Spanish, Catalán and English (probably other languages as well). I bought A Lizard in my Luggage, Anna Nicholas’ account of her migration from Mayfair to Mallorca. Ralph and Clara explored the bakeries and food shops. We took back some local specialties – empanadas, round and meat filled; cocarrois, half-moons with a vegetable and raisin filling; ensaimada, a typical dessert pastry; as well as almonds, Iberian ham, wine, and black olive tapenade. Then back down to the harbor by train.
We left Port Soller behind as we enjoyed lunch on deck- some of our local delicacies, plus cheeses and bread.
After a late breakfast aboard, Jacques ran us in to town. He and Jibe stayed behind while Clara, Ralph and I took a small train up the mountain to the town of Soller. It’s a strange combination of palms, pines, oranges, geraniums, morning glories and hibiscus.
The final stop left us at the train station, which was offering a display of Miro watercolors and ceramics by Picasso.
The town of Soller is lovely and seems like a great spot for an extended stay. The central
plaza is surrounded by cafes, with the church of San Bartolomé on one side, with its modernist façade, the work of Joan Rubió, a disciple of Gaudí.The Municipal building is next door, and off one corner is a sign for the Shopping Center – narrow streets of 17th and 18th century houses scattered among more traditional local architecture.
I could have happily spent days exploring all the little shops. We had little time – everything closes at 1:30 and doesn’t reopen until 4:30 or 5:00. But I did have time to explore and amazing book shop with a wonderful collection of books in Spanish, Catalán and English (probably other languages as well). I bought A Lizard in my Luggage, Anna Nicholas’ account of her migration from Mayfair to Mallorca. Ralph and Clara explored the bakeries and food shops. We took back some local specialties – empanadas, round and meat filled; cocarrois, half-moons with a vegetable and raisin filling; ensaimada, a typical dessert pastry; as well as almonds, Iberian ham, wine, and black olive tapenade. Then back down to the harbor by train.
We left Port Soller behind as we enjoyed lunch on deck- some of our local delicacies, plus cheeses and bread.
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