And this is why you come to Spain!

I can't believe I only left Madrid this morning - I mean it was 5am and the taxi driver said "buenos noches." So you knew it was some strange hour. I got to the gate at the airport and some awful Americans sat next to me...I pretended to only speak Spanish so I wouldn't be associated with them. Landed in Mallorca and got in a cab to my hostel/hotel - this time I have my own room and shower but  it's a 40 min bus ride to the city center. How do I know this? I'm glad you asked! I rode the bus for the first time in Spain. It was very easy (due to Google Maps) but it took forever. And the bus driver kept stopping for passengers even through there clearly was no more room. 

I got off the bus and followed some other tourists around (I figured there was safety in numbers) until I spotted the Palace and Cathedral. I didn't actually go inside the Palace since the one in Madrid was enough for me [side note: I've given up the notion of finding a Spanish prince; instead, I'll settle for a fellow wanderer]. 

The Palace (I think)

The Catedral exterior (I also think) 

Went inside the Cathedral - though I'm not religious, I think the interiors are a beautiful homage to people's beliefs. Stained glass windows, altars, the whole shebang. After that I went to the Arab baths because it sounded interesting. 

Obligatory selfie at the baths

It was so humid that even the Asian photo shop app couldn't help me out. Yikes! 

After that, I went to the Mallorca Plaça Mayor and still couldn't figure out it I was seeing Portuguese or hearing something other than Spanish. Turns out, Mallorca's official language is Catalan!! Double yikes!!

Rode the bus back "home" and after resting my feet (today was 13,000+ steps), I went out and found the reason for why you come to Spain:

Paella. Flavorful, delicious, Paella. ¿Estás celoso?"