The beaches of Mallorca proved so beautiful and deliciously turquoise, I felt they needed a whole blog post to themselves. We were based up in the North East so spent the four days we were there exploring the Eastern beaches, namely Cala Torta, Cala Mesquida and the stunning Cala Llombards, the latter of which really blew us away. We conveniently followed google maps on a bit of a wild goose chase, missed the beach car park and ended up parking on the headland surrounding the beach which meant we stumbled upon the most amazing steps down the beach with the best view of the water below. There are little fisherman’s houses nestled around the rocks (it reminded me of Benirras in Ibiza only prettier) while a shady beach bar serves up bowls of prawns, mussels, croquettes and aperol spritzs. We had grand plans to take in another nearby beach on the same day but in the end, we fell so in love with Cala Llombards, we couldn’t tear ourselves away until we were ready to head home.
Cala Torta was another favourite. It felt wild and rugged, with bracing waves and a tiny beach shack serving nothing but seafood platters, cold beers and colas. Unlike so many Mediterranean beaches, Cala Torta felt roomy enough for everyone with a long, stretch of deep, white sand meaning there was zero towel overlapping to contend with. Plus, going in September was such a great decision. It was super hot, the sea was warm but the crowds were distinctly less while still feeling buzzy and full of happy holiday goers. Cala Mesquida was the nearest beach to our hotel and the colour of the water was akin to the Caribbean with rolling dunes behind it and rocky headlands to clamber around. It’s kind of built up around the beach but not in a horrible, overly developed way, just mostly sleepy self-catering apartments for families with tennis courts and a few shops dotted around. There’s no beach restaurant to speak off apart from a sandwich bar but we ended up going to local supermarket and making a beach picnic of meat, cheese, breadsticks, tomatoes and peaches which was ideal. Proof that you don’t need a flashy white daybed and a 40 euro salad to have an amazing day in the sun
I worked with my favourite hat brand Lack of Colour to shoot their new collection while away (if you’re wondering why I’m wearing so many hats in this post!) and really condensed my wardrobe to simple favourite bikinis and throw-on floral dresses and linen overalls. So here’s a big batch of random photos from out and about on the beaches in Mallorca, proof yet again that summer in Europe doesn’t end come September. I already can’t wait for next summer in the Balearic islands and those golden summer days.
Swimsuit | Zimmerman