Mamon
OK, so this place is
possibly the most beautiful I’ve been to. I loved it so much, and I
can't entirely place my finger on why. It left a deep impression on
me.
This port is on the
island of Menorca, of Spain. Its in an estuary? Is that the right
word? The giant mouth of a river. There's islands in it, one of which
has a peculiar building on it.
The town was
beautifully Spanish, and unspoilt for once by the host of yuppie
yacht owners who've migrated there to fritter there fortunes in its
idyllic beauty.
I spent the day hanging
out with some of the crew, and had a pretty cool time, although
without really doing much. In the last hour or so I split and went to
investigate the rest of the town. There were so many things that
clicked with me. I love this town.
To describe it best, it
had a ramshackle Spanish beauty. Nothing was too big or too modern.
Even it's supermarket was hidden inside some ancient building.
I walked along the
harbour front marvelling at the colour of the sea and the hills and
the houses beyond. I met a mermaid made of brass, and on her plinth
was the word 'Mo'. You see, everyone kept calling this place Mamon,
but every postcard called it 'Port de Mao' and I think occasionally
just 'Mo'. I’m really confused. I’m gonna get on google when it's
freer and less of a bad satellite link.
I then walked up
through the town. The view from the harbour wall was immense. I met a
German lady, a hiker, who was walking all around the island. She told
me the building on the island was a fortress, and recommended I go
see it. I hope I can!
Another beautiful day
in paradise. It ended with singing song with the crew on the ukelele
on the aft deck. Nothing like a ukelele party with donuts at three in
the morning! Love this boat. Would love a day off tho!
Miss yas all
Sam x
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