Majorca, or Mallorca as it is also spelled, is well known for being a popular destination for package holidays to the seaside. Tall hotels stand close to beaches which are generally well covered with a mixture of sun-reddening and already-tanned bodies, while fleets of coaches ferry sightseers from popular venue to popular venue. The pleasant climate, beautiful blue sea and fabulous friendly locals combine with the lovely sandy beaches to make Majorca an excellent seaside destination.
A couple years ago, I had the opportunity to take a baseball lover’s fantasy spring training trip to Phoenix, AZ. For those of you who are not familiar with the cactus league, March and April make great months to visit the warm Arizona climate to catch up with your favorite baseball teams as they train for the upcoming season in a more intimate minor league setting. With all teams and games training within 40 minutes within each other, spring training is a lot more accessible in AZ then any other location.
Okay, I admit it- the title of this post may sound a bit confusing but I promise to explain myself. First let me preface this post by admitting that I am a dreamer. I day-dream, I wish and whine, I may even pine a little from time to time. But in most cases that’s where it ends in a dream and it doesn’t become reality.
My dad was a huge Beach Boys fan, in fact he once claimed that he once surfed with them, which no one in our family believes. As a kid I had always dreamed of hitting the waves mentioned in their songs. However growing up in the midwest, we didn’t exactly get to the ocean too often. A few years ago my childhood dream to surf came true. We were to meet up with some of our best friends on the California coast and visit Pismo Beach. My friend grew up surfing and said he would be glad to show me the ropes. After grabbing a rental long board and squeezing into my wetsuit to avoid hypothermia, we hit the cold Pacific water. My instructions once we were beyond the break were:
- Wait for a wave.
- Paddle really hard.
- Stand up.
Easy enough right? No. A few hours later with dead arms I dragged the board to sand having not gotten up once. The few waves that I was close to catching tossed me like sea otter and nearly drowned me.
All I have to say is Whistler just might be a dream come true. First off you can’t beat the journey to Whistler. Beautiful scenery along the Sea to Sky Highway. It changes from beautiful ocean scenery to lush mountains with waterfalls, creeks and streams all along the way. It’s beautiful whether you drive or take the train.
But once you get there, there is so much to do and see that it makes the perfect mountain getaway from Vancouver or wherever you are coming from. Of course there is always the opportunity to sit back, relax, enjoy a cold beverage and enjoy the serenity and scenery or you can choose from some of our other favorites: