~150km, four scooters, two cyclists, two fabulous meals, and numerous yummy foods
Today was a day off! And how I needed it after that last ride. A lot of people rented cars and did some shopping, some went for a ride, but four of us decided to trade in our two wheels for a different pair. No Groupo Not-so-Relaxo today but instead Groupo Mo’Toro!
Groupo Mo’Toro included: Sergio who had been on the ride with me the day before, Dave who had been the one of our group to hop in the bus near Bunyola, and Christina who had stayed dry and went to Palma.
Dave, Christina, Sergio & I
I have never been on a scooter but have always wanted to ride a Vespa. The rental place only had one, red, and the gang let me have it!
Trading in one pair of wheels for another
Rob and Tamsin had not ridden the day before so decided to use their day off to cycle to Platja de Muro (60km each way) and check out the Rapha cycling store and had left around 10:00 am that morning to do so. We, Groupo Mo’toro, decided we’d meet them there for a late lunch.
But first, we stopped at nearby Santanyi to look at their market. I’ve seen a lot of markets and this one was amazing! Christina had an inclination to use the word amazing and she is from Colombia so she says it is ‘amac-ing’. By the end of the day we were all saying how amac-ing everything was!
I could have been in West Africa!
There were beautiful clothes, leather goods, jewelry but my favorite section was the food. It’s like a farmers market full of vegetables and fruit, olives, honey, cheese, almonds, deep fried apples & donuts. We picked up some almonds, sun-dried tomatoes, cheese and a bottle of wine and tucked it in our scooter seats for the beach. (Okay, we also picked up some deep-fried apples but ate those before we even left the market along with a café con leche, of course.)
Sergio & Dave doing some shopping
Then off we went across the island, maps in hand, to find this little town on the coast. At one point we stopped to make sure we knew where we were going. Sergio and I pulled out the map and while we were looking at it, I lost my balance and in slow motion action, dropped the scooter! Oops! No damage to me, or the scooter, thankfully.
After a brief stop at the Rapha store where we met Tamsin and Rob, all six of us went to Can Picafort for lunch on the beach. What a beautiful view.
Platja de Muro, down the beach from lunch
And such wonderful seafood! The restaurant allowed us to pull out the almonds, sundried tomatoes and wine – it was Sergio’s birthday after all! – and had a great time.
Fresh grilled sardines - yum!
Once the meal was done, the restaurant served us a round of hierbas (the traditional Majorcan liqueur with anise) to help celebrate Sergio’s birthday. We all split some strawberry shortcake and then the restaurant presented Sergio with a black liqueur which we had never seen before. There must have been four or five ounces in the glass so he was kind enough to share.
Cheers to Sergio on his birthday
I have not laughed so hard as I did that day with that gang of people. I believe it was Dave who coined the term Groupo Mo’Toro as a play on the cycling group names we had been using on the trip (Groupo Rapido, Groupo Relaxo – or Groupo Tranquillo as Kris called them – and Groupo Not-So-Relaxo) and as a short form of “More Toro” or “More Bull”. I added the apostrophe which is used a lot in the local language.
Dave got us our own logo!
After a cooling off period of roaming around Can Picafort, we had to hurry to get the scooters back before 8pm when the rental place closed. Though our time on the scooters was over, the fun was not. We gathered in Tamsin and Rob’s room to share more wine and the “amac-ing” truffled cheese I picked up in the market, more almonds and whatever other snacks we could pull together.
Unbeknownst to our guests, we had a surprise for them. While at the Rapha store, Tamsin had tried on a fabulous (amacing!) looking casual jersey but due to a problem with their payment system she wasn’t able to purchase the shirt. So after lunch, as part of our cooling off period, we went back to the store and bought it for her. So over drinks and cheese at their place, we presented Tamsin with an early birthday present.
Rob and Tamsin, sporting her new jersey
The food at the hotel had been quite good, actually, but after all of our fun and the lateness of the hour, and it was Sergio’s birthday after all, we decided to go down to the marina in Cala d’Or for dinner. We settled on a little place called La Vida, a tapas place run by some Germans, and we could not have picked better.
The food was “amac-ing”! Mussels and spinach, salmon tartar, lentils, tuna, prawns, there was duck (which I didn’t have), black ravioli stuffed with shrimp, and of course, bread and aioli and olives. (The bread and aioli and olives are ubiquitous and these were particularly awesome.) A few bottles of wine later and we were all quite full. I won’t even go into the gravy boat size of hot chocolate sauce that came with one of the desserts but I did dump a few spoonfuls into my café con leche.
Tamsin and Rob generously picked up the tab for dinner. It’s funny, we were asked a few times how long we’ve been riding together but I only met Tamsin and Rob on this trip. Though we know some people in common, at this point in the trip, I had only known them for five days, yet, I know I have made life-long friends. And I think the same goes for the rest of Groupo Mo’Toro and others on the trip. It has been a pleasure and an honor to get to know some fabulous new people. More on that in another post.
To cap off the day and the wonderful evening, we walked back to the hotel through the sleepy streets of Cala d’Or. Another “amac-ing” day in paradise!
(As mentioned in the previous post, I’m writing these in hindsight now en route to North America. I’m hoping that if any of my Majorcan comrades read these they’ll add to them. I’m finding already that I’m forgetting details.)