Day Eight: Palma

Today we headed out on a bus to the other side of the island to the Caves of Drach. Unfortunately no picture taking in the caves was allowed, so you'll have to google them if you're curious. However, if you've been to Meremac Caverns, you've got the gist of this cave.

They let in about three hundred people at once. It was crazy - tour bus after tour bus kept arriving. We let all of them go in first and waited to hop in at the end of the line, which made for a much nicer experience I am sure.

At the end of the tour we sat in an auditorium type place where they put on concerts. The lights went down and three lit up boats came out onto the water. One had a couple violinists, a cellist and an organ player who played us a few appropriate cave tunes. It was like Phantom of the Opera with better music. Then to finish the tour we got to take our own mega quick boat ride to the exit.

We took a short walk down to Porto Cristo. More expensive, crappy food, but the water was beautiful - exactly what I was expecting from Mallorca. There were some crazies sun bathing and playing in the water while Cat and I were bundled up in our coats.

For dinner we went back to the place we usually do that has the most decent food. We tried to get tapas off the beaten path, but everything closed early tonight.

After dinner and drinks we went to a bar closer to home where we finally had a good night out that included dancing. One bartender decided his mission was to make Cat blush. I won't say more because she'll blush. "What a weird, weird place" I just heard her mumble as she gets ready for bed.

- Megan Leigh

I tried to scrub it off- but I still smell like men's cologne. One blushing attempt was to spray me with the lovely pungent spray. Made me gag more than anything. At least my dreams will be filled with bizarro bartenders rather than Michael Meyers type hostel workers- like Megan's dreams.

- Cat