No weekend plans and a cheap flight from Bristol after work on a Friday? It could only mean one thing: time for a whistle-stop tour of one of the Balearic Islands’ most pretty (and underrated) cities, Palma. Majorca (aka Mallorca) has a bad rep for being home to beach party mecca, Magaluf, but really the bars and bright lights only spoil a small stretch of beach on what is otherwise a picture-perfect island. I set my sights on the coastal capital and found a classically Spanish town with everything I needed for a weekend away: ancient twisted streets that put the delightfully varied architecture on display, a stunning marina bobbing with effortlessly glamorous boats and tucked-away tapas bars galore. And of course, sun, sea and sangria.
‘But, how do I cram all of this into just 48 hours?’ I hear you cry! Here’s how I did it (and how you can do it too):