It was 2015. I just had returned from Amsterdam. (I’ll also write about that story, don’t worry.) My family and I had planned one last trip together. As a family. My brother wasn’t able to make it. Because of school. The only upside to this was that I had my own room at the hotel.

A lot of Germans visit Majorca each year. Most of them for booze, parties and the beach. Very few of them for culture. I was there for culture. And we saw a lot of it. Of course, we were at the beach as well. But only for one day.

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(Majorca’s northernmost lighthouse, click for Insta.)

On the first full day at the island, we went to Majorca’s northernmost point. It was a hot day, but it was a great day.
day.

(There was a goat running around at the lighthouse.)

On our way back, we decided to hike for a beach. We took over 40 Minutes for barely 2.5km. It was a very steep path. I slipped and fell on my phone. The screen of my phone was facing out. In other words, I killed the screen of my half-dead iPhone 4s. I had gone without wifi on it for almost a year. That was when I decided to get a new phone.

(There were so many tourists there.)

Also, I just found the featured picture of this blogpost on that broken phone yesterday. Could be a postcard, right?

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