#deià

[kleinefreiheiten]

08.2017 Deià

[useless-catalanfacts]

Deià town in Mallorca, Balearic Islands.

Photo by posted by expedia.

[artisthomes]

Home of Robert Graves in Deià, Majorca, Spain

[wagnerbormann]

[satakentiaphoto]

Avril 23. Côte de Deià, Mallorca.

[ferrancapo]

Son Beltran . . . . #illustration #ilustración #ilustrador #illustrator #coast #costa #rocas #playa #beach #mallorca #deià

[myfairynuffstuff]

Daisy Dodd-Noble (b.1989) - Trees in Deià. 2021. Oil on linen.

[davidcarpenterart]

Olive Trees II

Deià 2023.

Instagram @davidcarpenterart

[oldsardens]

Frederick Gore - An Orange Tree, Deià, Majorca

[imagine-a-fictional-boyfriend]

I’ll Take Care of You, Chapter 27: Home

Hello. This is the end. It’s very bittersweet for me, but it’s time. Thank you for coming with me on this journey, if you’ve been here from the start, and thank you to anyone who joined along the way! REAL BIG THANK YOU to those who have interacted with this fic, that’s what really means the most. I’ve been working on this fic for over a year, which is insane. I’m so proud of it, and I hope you enjoyed reading it.

Just a quick explanation, I don’t know much about the place I had Billy and Reader end up. I did minimal googling. The key is wanted them to be in that country, across the ocean lmao. There’s no deeper meaning or personal connection to it. I just thought it was neat :)

Fic Summary: Reader works in the hospital where Billy Russo keeps his mother. They’ve caught each other’s eye. But she thinks he is the devoted son… little does she know what hides behind a handsome face and expensive suits.

Posted on my ao3 as well :)

Pairing: Billy Russo x Fem!Nurse!Reader

Chapter Summary: Do Billy and the Reader get their happy ever after?

Warnings: swearing, mentions of past criminal activity and murder, presence of a gun, Billy is a little mean.

Words: 2.7k

Masterlist ~~ Chapter 26

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Two months after the flight out of the country and away from everything you knew and were comfortable and happy with, you and Billy had settled into your new life.

Billy had taken you to one of Spain’s islands, called Mallorca. There in a village called Deià (pronounced, Dey-a), you and Billy had taken up residence in a villa all to yourselves. His men were staying in a house not too far from your villa, and took shifts being on patrol outside the house and on your property. The village was only accessible by foot, or helicopter, because it was in the center of the Serra de Tramuntana Mountain Range, so it was safe in that aspect alone. It was beautiful, with honey-coloured buildings and stone paths and roads, and an incredible coastal view.  

Billy was still in control of Anvil, discreetly and through offshore channels. He had left someone he trusted in charge, but Billy was still truly the CEO. He was certain that he had managed to cut all ties with his former crime partner, Rawlins. It had taken some time, but Billy believed you were both safe.

Billy had been tense in the early days, considering he had just fled his country for past criminal activities and an unwilling-to-let-go crime partner, but he had seemed to be at peace now. He knew Rawlins had moved on as well, because DHS had decided to put out a warrant for his arrest. You asked Billy if there was a warrant out for himself, and he said no. You wondered if your bestie had anything to do with that.

Billy brought you all the news, because he said that it wouldn’t be a good idea to be looking up anything from your past. You were tempted to, and knew Billy had secure channels but decided it was best to listen to him. You had been quite scared at first, having left everything behind but Billy, but you knew he would keep you safe. He had flown you across the ocean after all, after taking a bullet protecting you.

Once Billy was sure you were both secure, he said he wanted you to get a job to keep yourself busy and share your talent in your new home. You had taken a job at the little medical clinic. It wasn’t extremely busy; there was only one doctor, and you’d only been there for about a week, but you knew you were going to like working in your field of passion no matter what the job entailed. You were glad you had remained pretty fluent in Spanish, even though your patients could tell you were American. They didn’t seem to mind, though. They were welcoming and happy to have you.

Weekends were lazy days, spent relaxing in the hot tub or pool, on the couch watching Netflix, or between the sheets of your bed. Sure, you missed your family and your bestie, but Billy assured you that they were safe. He said you couldn’t contact them, which you obviously understood. It didn’t mean it didn’t hurt to know you couldn’t talk to them.  

You asked Billy about what DHS, other authorities or anyone else had thought about your sudden disappearance, and he said that he had fudged some papers to make it look like you got a job at a private clinic in Los Angeles. It was a big, populated city, and he told you that it would all look legit if anyone went searching about. You accepted that, and didn’t ask him what the authorities would think about him. You figured it would be better if you didn’t know.

Here in Deià, you were living under fake names. Billy had decided to give you the same last name. When he told you, it had taken you by surprise. Married to Billy? It made you warm and tingly inside, set butterflies fluttering in your stomach and chest, even if it wasn’t real and was only on a fudged document. If you thought about it, you and Billy were practically married anyway. Fully committed, totally in love, and happy. You hoped for a real proposal someday, and a ceremony. You’d always wanted a wedding and a white dress and a cake. You were sure you’d get it eventually, especially if you asked. Billy had more than proven he would do anything for you, and you loved him so much.  

Despite the horrible things that Billy had done, you had decided to move past it. Maybe you were foolish for forgiving him; he had kidnapped your friend, held you in his penthouse against your will, and flat-out murdered his mother in front of you. But you were scared of what your life would have been without him. When he had been shot and almost died in Curtis’s apartment, you were a wreck. No matter what Billy had done, he loved you and wanted you safe. And you loved him. More than you had ever loved anyone else. Your connection with Billy was the strongest you had ever felt for a person, and he had told you the same. No matter what happened, you were happy that he was going to be with you for the rest of your lives.

***

Today was a nice day. The sun was out but getting ready to set, and you were quite enjoying your walk back from a day at the clinic.

You were close to home, maybe only a kilometre left of your walk, when a dog bounded onto the path a couple yards away from you. He stopped when he saw you, tilted his head, and then sat down. He was a mixed breed of some sort, with one ear a little floppier than the other. He was the colour of sand and had short hair. He was medium in size, like a golden retriever. His tongue lolled out of his mouth and it looked like he was smiling. He was adorable.

You approached him cautiously, but he seemed pretty docile. “Hey, little guy.” You said calmly.

He stopped panting, tilted his head, then let his tongue hang out again. You leaned forward and let him sniff the back of your hand. He did slowly, then gave your hand a lick. His tail was wagging, and when you straightened up, he darted between your legs and then circled you a few times. You laughed.

“Aren’t you the sweetest!”  

He nosed your hands to pet him and you obliged. He had no collar and looked a little dirty and skinny, probably a stray. You then noticed he had a wound on his front leg. “Oh no!” You knelt down and tried to inspect it. It didn’t look too bad, but you wanted to clean it and wrap it so that it wouldn’t become infected.

“Will you be a good boy and follow me to the house so I can fix you up?”

He tilted his head again and sat down. You started walking and looked back at the dog when you were a few yards away from him. You beckoned him with a jerk of your head, “C’mon, boy!”

He followed you promptly. This guy probably hadn’t always been a stray. Someone must have abandoned him. That broke your heart.

He followed you easily all the way home. The guard on patrol gave you an odd look when you walked up the driveway with a dog trailing after you, but you ignored him. You entered the passcode into the keypad by the front door and after it opened the dog went into the house right away. You smiled. Definitely not a stray.

“Billy?” You called out. You didn’t bother with your aliases at home.  

There was no reply.

“Billy? Are you home?” He wasn’t out often, but he wasn’t a homebody. He liked getting out.

The dog was sniffing around and ended up hopping on one of the couches.  

“Uh-uh. You get off of there. We gotta go clean you up.” The dog gave you what were purposefully known as puppy-dog eyes and rested his chin on his front paws. “Don’t you look at me like that. You need a bath and some wound care, mister.” The dog whined and licked at his wound. “Yeah, we’re gonna make that all better.”

You found some peanut butter to coax the dog, whom you now started calling “Boy”, into the bathroom. The shower head was on a hose so you could use it to wash Boy. He was a little grumbly, but didn’t put up too much of a fuss as you bathed him.

You were now just wrapping up his leg, having cleaned his wound and applied some antibiotic ointment.

Boy gave the bandage a sniff when you were done, but didn’t fuss with it.

“Good boy!” You said, and he licked your face. You laughed and pulled your face away. “Let’s get you something to eat.”

You put a bowl of water down for him in the kitchen, which he drank from until it was almost done. You looked in the fridge and took out a small cut of meat. You put it on the floor on a plate. Boy sniffed that too, and eagerly ate it. He sniffed around for more, but you just scratched his ears.

The front door opened, and Boy barked a few times.  

“Hey, hey! Shh! No barking.” You said. He listened, but gave a little grumble before he sat down beside you.

Billy appeared a second later, and he was holding a gun. He sighed when he saw you unharmed but aimed the gun at the dog. “What the fuck is that?” He yelled.

“Billy, calm down! It’s just a dog!” You put your hand out. Why did he have his gun out?

He still had the weapon pointed at Boy. “Where did it come from?”

“I found him on my walk home. Will you relax?”

Billy kept staring at the dog.  

“Christ, Billy, will you put the gun away? He’s a sweetheart. I gave him a bath and bandaged his hurt leg.”

Billy lowered the gun, but he remained tense. “Y/N, seriously. Where did it come from?”

Your brow furrowed. “I don’t know! I was walking home from the clinic and he came out of the bush and onto the path.”

“A dog just came to you by itself? Was there anyone around?” He tucked the gun in the back of his pants.

“No. Why are you being so weird?”  

“An injured dog just happens to come across little nurse Y/N? That didn’t seem odd to you? And it understands English?”

“Well, I guess that’s kind of weird.” You reasoned. You were in Spain, after all. It should be responsive to Spanish, not English. But did he really understand you anyway? “What does it matter?”

“You really don’t think anything of this? Are you that naïve?”

You crossed your arms in front of your chest defensively. “Why are you saying that to me?”

Billy ignored that. “We need to check if that thing has a tracker or something. It could be from Rawlins or someone who works for him. It could even be fucking Interpol working with DHS or some shit.” He snapped.

Your heart dropped. Shit. “Oh, my god, Billy. I’m so sorry. I didn’t even think-”

“You didn’t, did you?” He said harshly. His tone took you aback. He moved forward and grabbed the dog by the scruff, who yelped.  

“Billy, what are you doing?” You cried as he lifted Boy into his arms. “Don’t hurt him!”

“I’m going to see if you just fucked us. Stay inside.”

And with that, he turned around with the dog whimpering in his arms and left.

You couldn’t help but let a few tears fall after that exchange. Billy’s behaviour had scared you, just like the night he came to your apartment with a knife wound and a bag of guns, knives, and money. And you felt stupid; you could have potentially ruined everything if there was a tracking device that gave away your location. There wasn’t anything on Boy when you’d bathed him. But it could have been implanted.

Could someone really have used that poor dog to try to locate you and Billy? Did they neglect it and hurt it so it would look like a stray that you would take in? You curled up on the couch and waited anxiously for Billy to come back.

He was gone for a lot longer than you thought. It was dark and you were hungry by the time he came back. When the door opened, you stood up and were caught by surprise when Dog bounded into the room and leapt up on the couch.  

“Oh my gosh!” You sat down with him and looked him over. “You’re okay!” you scratched behind both his ears with your hands and laughed at his happy face.

Billy had trailed in after him, and leaned against the door frame. “You really think I’d hurt a dog?” He asked sullenly.

Your smile faded and you looked over at him. He had his hands stuffed in his pockets. You searched his eyes. “I don’t know. You scared me.” You said in a resigned tone.

Billy sighed. “I’m sorry, baby girl.”

You looked away and stroked Boy’s floppy ear.

“I am.” He said adamantly. He came over to you and kneeled on the floor in front of you. “I was just scared that he was chipped and they were gonna find us and take me away from you or hurt you. That’s my nightmare, Y/N. I’m sorry for the things I said and for scaring you.”

Your shoulders dropped and you stopped petting the dog so you could cup Billy’s cheek. “It’s okay, Billy. I didn’t realize I was putting us at risk. That’s my bad. I’m sorry, too.”

He turned his face so he could kiss the palm of your hand. “You have nothing to be sorry for. He wasn’t chipped, there’s no tracker. He’s a stray. You are kind and have a good heart, so I’m not surprised you took him in. I’m surprised you haven’t taken in any strays before.” Billy gave you a little smile.

You smiled back. “Well, I wasn’t allowed pets in my apartment, and 12-hour shifts aren’t good for dogs.”

Billy grinned wider and scratched Boy’s ear. Boy didn’t seem afraid of him, and that warmed your heart.

“So, does this mean we’re keeping him?” You asked. You ran your hand through Billy’s hair. He was letting the sides grow out and had cut the top shorter to match the length of the sides. It was different, less modern and more classic, in your opinion. You liked it.

“Yes, we can keep the dog.” He said, feigning defeat despite the sparkle in his eye. He got up and sat on the other side of Boy on the couch.

“Good, because I already named him.”

“Oh, did you?” Billy raised an eyebrow. “Let’s hear it.”

“Boy.”

Billy looked at you in disbelief. “Boy?”

“Yes.” You said proudly.

“What, are you five?” He teased.

“Shut up! It suits him. Doesn’t it, Boy?” You cooed at the dog, who was wagging his tail.

Billy shook his head with a chuckle and patted Boy’s back. “Fine. Welcome to our family, Boy.”

Family. The word caught you off-guard for some reason. You looked at Billy with wide eyes.

“What?” he asked when he saw your face.

You shook your head. “Nothing. I just have never heard you call us that.”

“What?”

“Family.”

Billy shrugged. “Well, that’s what you are. You’re my family, Y/N.”

For some reason, that admission made tears well up in your eyes. You got off the couch only to clamber into Billy’s lap and wrap your arms around his neck in a tight embrace. His arms encircled your waist just as tight.  

“You’re mine, Billy. You’re my home, no matter where we are.” You sniffled. “I love you so much.”

Billy rubbed a hand over your back. “I love you, too. So much.”

Boy whined and pawed at your thigh.  You laughed and pulled away from Billy to look at him. You scratched his head. “Welcome home, Boy.”

THE END

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Author’s Note: I’m so thankful for the friends that this fic has allowed me to make. It’s incredible what putting yourself out there can do!

ps: if you reeeeeally really want it, I might post a bonus smut scene. But that’s gonna be up to y’all (and your interaction with this chapter)

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[avintageproject]

Uno de los personajes mallorquines más conocidos, por su relación con el archiduque Luis Salvador, es sin duda el que fuera su secretario Antonio Vives y Colom. Aunque Vives no fue el primero en ocupar dicho cargo, ya que antes que él estuvo el checo Wratislao Vývorný.

Este primer secretario, fue contratado por el Archiduque en el año 1872, cuando el Archiduque Luis Salvador tenía 24 años. Le acompañaba en sus viajes y el Archiduque le dedico un libro sobre los Angeles de California, con estas palabras: “Piis manibus optimis amici Vratislavi Vývorný”.

Pero su relación duro poco, ya que Vývorný falleció el 25 de julio de 1877, cuando llevaba residiendo en Mallorca poco más de un año. Falleció en la fonda de Barnils, a consecuencia de una insolación adquirida en un viaje que hizo a Palma (desde Miramar) a pie, según se dijo, con el deseo de ver a su novia.

Dos años después, el mallorquín Antonio Vives y Colom, paso a ocupar el puesto de secretario del Archiduque, de 24 años, el cual se casó, a esa edad, con la veneciana Luisa Venezze y Tale, hija del conde Venezze. En este primer matrimonio de Vives, tuvieron tres hijos: Gigi (Luis Salvador), Gigetta (Luisa Magdalena) y Gino (Luis Antonio) los cuales fueron ahijados del Archiduque, al que llamaban “Teoto”. En 1896, falleció su esposa y cuatro años después se caso con Aina Ripoll, a la que tenía de empleada para cuidar de sus hijos. De este matrimonio nació una niña a la que llamaron Lluisina.

Cuando falleció el Archiduque en 1915, dejo todo su legado a Antonio Vives, su secretario. Este le sobrevivió tres años, sin probablemente sospechar que era el heredero universal del Arxhiduque y su fortuna se repartió entre sus hijos.

Después de muchas discusiones, se llegó al acuerdo sobre el reparto definitivo de todas las antiguas propiedades archiducales entre los cuatro hijos de Vives: Gigi, Gigetta, Gino y Lluisina. Gigi se quedó con Son Gual, en Valldemossa; Can Valles, dentro de Deià; y la mitad de Son Ferrandell. Gigetta, le tocó Son Moragues y S'Estaca. Además su marido compró para ella, al resto de herederos, la torre de Can Costa. Gino, se quedó la otra mitad de Son Ferrandell; así como Son Galceran, que entonces incluía el bosque de S'Estaca; Can Madó Pilla; y Sa Font Figuera. Lluisina -hija del segundo matrimonio Vives, con Aina Ripoll- le correspondieron las fincas cercanas a Sa Foradada: Miramar, Sa Pedrissa y Son Marroig. El Nixe, también tocó a Lluisina. Terminaría sus días desguazado y convertido en chatarra, después de haber permanecido años olvidado en Portopí.

Extraído de “L’arxiduc Lluís Salvador i l’Illa d’Or” de Lluís Mesana.

En la imagen, los tres hijos que tuvo Antoni Vives con Luisa Venezze: Gigi, Gigetta y Gino. Archivo de Joana Sastre

[labitacoradelhombresolitario]

Madrugar

Levantarse muy temprano y pasear por el jardín antes de que el sol haya salvado por entero la colina; sus rayos calientan el tejado, pero la hierba aún está blanca de rocío.

En el aire no se agitaría ni un hilo de humo. La niebla en los campos yace espesa todavía y nada está fuera de sitio ni turba la atención en parte alguna. Gracias demos por eso.

Pero ¿hubo alguna vez tan perspicaz jornada que detuviera el reloj en esta hora, alzando el humo en recta vertical a media tarde incluso, y desterrase el sudor o la desgana?

Sí, recuerdo días semejantes —muchos—, como el rocío blancos, plenos de gracia hasta el crepúsculo, que hacían superfluas las comidas, sin que sintiera uno más hambre que la que pueda tener poco antes del desayuno, ni más fatiga… ¿A dónde iba entonces yo, libre de cargas por completo, mis pies hollando como extraños las arenas del pasado?

Casa de Robert Graves en Deià, Mallorca

ON RISING EARLY

Rising early and walking in the garden Before the sun has properly climbed the hill – His rays warming the roof, not yet the grass Which is white with dew still.

And not enough breeze to eddy a puff of smoke, And out in the meadows a thick mist lying yet, And nothing anywhere ill or noticeable – Thanks indeed for that.

But was there ever a day with wit enough To be always early, to draw the smoke up straight Even at three o’clock of an afternoon, To spare dullness or sweat?

Indeed, many such days I remember That were dew-white and gracious to the last, That ruled out meal-times, yet had no more hunger Than was felt by rising a half-hour before breakfast, Nor more fatigue – where was it that I went So unencumbered, with my feet trampling Like strangers on the past?

ROBERT GRAVES Versión española: Roger Wolfe

[alisaineurope]

Deià (Mallorca)

Balearic Islands, Spain

@jessiewebster

[satakentiaphoto]

Avril 23. Cala Deià, Mallorca.

[ferrancapo]

Son Beltran Bar . . . . #illustration #ilustración #ilustrador #illustrator #coast #costa #rocas #playa #beach #mallorca #deià #procreate #wine #vino #bar #serra #tramuntana

[barcomayorca]

¿Sabías que hay formas únicas de disfrutar el mar en Mallorca?

Mallorca es un destino conocido por sus playas paradisíacas, sus aguas cristalinas y su costa que parece sacada de una postal, al igua que las Excursiones privadas en barco Mallorca. Sin embargo, la isla ofrece mucho más que la típica experiencia de tomar el sol en la playa o nadar en sus aguas turquesas. El mar de Mallorca puede ser disfrutado de muchas formas únicas, algunas de las cuales son perfectas para aquellos que buscan algo diferente, más emocionante o simplemente una forma distinta de conectarse con la naturaleza. En este artículo, exploraremos algunas de estas experiencias únicas para disfrutar el mar en Mallorca.

1. Kayak en las calas más recónditas

El kayak es una de las actividades más populares en Mallorca para aquellos que desean explorar las calas y rincones secretos de la isla. A diferencia de las excursiones en barco, el kayak permite una experiencia más activa y cercana al mar. Existen varias rutas recomendadas, pero algunas de las más destacadas son las calas de la costa este de Mallorca, como Cala Varques o Cala Mitjana.

Cala Varques, por ejemplo, es una cala rodeada por impresionantes acantilados y solo accesible a pie o en kayak. El silencio del mar y la tranquilidad de estas aguas hacen que esta actividad sea una forma única de disfrutar de los paisajes de la isla, mientras te sumerges en el entorno natural. Además, muchas empresas ofrecen tours guiados en kayak, donde podrás descubrir los secretos de la costa mientras aprendes sobre la flora y fauna locales.

2. Snorkel en las reservas marinas de Cabrera

La isla de Cabrera es un paraíso natural que se encuentra al sur de Mallorca. Declarada parque nacional, Cabrera es una de las mejores zonas de la isla para practicar snorkel. Sus aguas cristalinas, rodeadas por una rica biodiversidad marina, ofrecen una experiencia única de exploración submarina.

Al practicar snorkel en Cabrera, puedes observar praderas de posidonia, un tipo de planta submarina que es esencial para la conservación del ecosistema marino en el Mediterráneo. Además, tendrás la oportunidad de nadar junto a bancos de peces, esponjas marinas y, si tienes suerte, avistar alguna tortuga o delfín. Si eres amante del mar, esta es una experiencia única que no puedes perderte.

3. Paddle Surf en el norte de la isla

El paddle surf o SUP (Stand Up Paddle) es una actividad que ha ganado mucha popularidad en los últimos años, y Mallorca es el lugar perfecto para disfrutarla. Este deporte se practica de pie sobre una tabla mientras te impulsas con un remo, y te permite moverte por las aguas tranquilas mientras disfrutas de las vistas.

En el norte de Mallorca, especialmente en zonas como Cala Sant Vicenç y Alcúdia, las condiciones son ideales para el paddle surf, ya que las aguas suelen estar calmadas y son transparentes. Aquí, puedes disfrutar de la sensación de estar sobre el agua, explorando la costa a tu propio ritmo, mientras contemplas el paisaje de montañas que se elevan sobre el mar.

El paddle surf también es una excelente actividad para aquellos que buscan ejercitarse de una manera suave pero efectiva, combinando deporte, meditación y contacto con la naturaleza.

4. Navegar en velero por la costa de la Serra de Tramuntana

Si lo que buscas es una experiencia más relajante pero igualmente única, navegar en velero por la costa norte de Mallorca es una opción perfecta. La Serra de Tramuntana, Patrimonio de la Humanidad por la UNESCO, ofrece una de las vistas más espectaculares de la isla desde el mar.

Desde el agua, los acantilados cubiertos de vegetación, los pueblos pintorescos como Deià y Valldemossa, y las pequeñas calas escondidas, te ofrecen una perspectiva completamente diferente de la isla. Muchos veleros disponibles para alquiler ofrecen excursiones guiadas, que incluyen paradas para nadar y hacer snorkel, o incluso una comida a bordo mientras disfrutas de la tranquilidad del mar.

Esta actividad no solo te permite desconectar y relajarte, sino que también es una forma perfecta de ver la isla desde una perspectiva exclusiva.

5. Pesca deportiva en alta mar

Para aquellos que buscan una experiencia más activa y tradicional, la pesca deportiva en alta mar es una de las formas más emocionantes de disfrutar del mar en Mallorca. La isla ofrece una gran variedad de especies para pescar, desde atunes y doradas hasta lubinas y rayas. Las aguas que rodean la isla, especialmente al sur y al norte, son ideales para este tipo de actividad.

Numerosas empresas en Mallorca organizan excursiones de pesca, desde salidas de medio día hasta jornadas completas en las que los participantes pueden intentar capturar grandes piezas. La pesca deportiva no solo es una actividad que te conecta con el mar, sino que también es una manera única de explorar la isla y disfrutar de una experiencia tranquila y desafiante a la vez.

6. Submarinismo: exploración en las profundidades del Mediterráneo

Si siempre has soñado con explorar las profundidades marinas, el submarinismo en Mallorca es la actividad perfecta para ti. La isla ofrece algunos de los mejores puntos de buceo del Mediterráneo, donde puedes descubrir una vida marina rica y variada. Las zonas más recomendables para practicar submarinismo son la costa de Cala Ratjada, la Bahía de Pollensa y la zona de Cala Figuera.

El buceo en Mallorca es ideal tanto para principiantes como para buceadores experimentados. Hay múltiples centros de buceo que ofrecen cursos para aprender a sumergirse y explorar los fondos marinos con total seguridad. Desde coloridos bancos de peces hasta enormes formaciones rocosas, las aguas de Mallorca están llenas de sorpresas bajo su superficie.

7. Excursiones en barco con visión submarina

Si no te sientes cómodo buceando pero aún quieres ver lo que ocurre debajo del agua, una de las opciones más interesantes es tomar una excursión en barco con visión submarina. Estos barcos tienen un fondo de cristal que te permite observar el fondo marino sin necesidad de mojarte. Es una opción ideal para familias, grupos o personas que desean una experiencia más relajante pero igualmente impresionante.

Las excursiones en barcos con visión submarina están disponibles en diversas zonas de la isla, pero las mejores vistas se encuentran en las áreas más protegidas como el Parque Natural de Cabrera o la costa de Port de Sóller.

8. Tour en moto de agua

Si lo que buscas es adrenalina y emoción, un tour en moto de agua puede ser una de las maneras más divertidas de disfrutar el mar de Mallorca. Las motos de agua te permiten recorrer la costa a gran velocidad, alcanzando calas recónditas y disfrutando de las vistas de la isla desde el agua.

Muchas empresas ofrecen tours guiados en motos de agua, donde puedes explorar los alrededores de Palma, las calas cercanas a Magaluf o incluso la zona de Cala d'Or, mientras te sumerges en un mar de sensaciones únicas.

Conclusión

Mallorca no solo es famosa por sus playas, sino también por la increíble variedad de formas únicas que ofrece para disfrutar del mar. Desde la tranquilidad del kayak y el paddle surf hasta la emoción del submarinismo y las motos de agua, las posibilidades son infinitas para aquellos que buscan explorar el Mediterráneo de una manera diferente. La isla ofrece una combinación perfecta de belleza natural, aventura y relajación, haciendo que cada experiencia marítima sea única y especial. ¡No dudes en sumergirte en la magia del mar de Mallorca!