To describe Palma Mallorca is impossible. All I have to say is make it there at least once in your life because it's the most beautiful place I've ever seen. They also have phenomenal sweets (ensaimada's are their specialty), the beach and the mountains, and sweet natives that were left largely untouched by the Franco generation. I would suggest renting a car like we did- even if it doesn't have a reverse and you have to push it half the way like ours!
This is a (I think) gothic church in Palma re-done by Gaudí in the 1900s. The outer facade is surrounded by tons of fountains, swans, sculptures, and the ocean. This is where the Royal family of Spain was on Easter, and also this is the island where they summer.
We made our adventure to this private beach where some of the caves are (in the land part to the right of the picture....we had to surround the water to walk on the rocks around to the cuevas).
Climbed to the top of this little guy....Palma Mallorca's best kept secret. 
This is hail on the ground! The entire ground was completely covered with hail, which was hitting our little "engine that could" fiat for a solid 30 minutes. Jarrad drove about 10 kilometers per hour on the 90 degree turning roads atop the mountain. Pretty scary, but incredible to experience that kind of storm.
Jarrad was constantly stopping the car to take pictures! Hard to view in this picture but the roads were super windy...
To the left of me in this picture is a small castle-like light house, to which I climbed to the top on a rickety old ladder. It was "preciosa" to see the buenavista from the top while we stopped the car on a mountain road. 
At this overlook, there was nothing you could see but miles and miles of the Mediterranean. 
This is in Soller, one of about a dozen beach/mountain towns we happened upon while driving down the coast of the island. No instructions, we just drove and found everything hassle free!
This is the Fiat Panda (A european brand of car. Fiat might just stand for "Fix It Again Tony" because the car was so low quality that the reverse didn't work. Jarrad was the one of the three of us who knew how to drive a stick, so me and my friend here Allison had to push it down the mountain, out of parking spaces, in the middle of windy Spanish island roads, etc. 
My friend Jarrad and I after being in the FREEZING cold Mediterranean...so amazing. Also just to the left of this photo would be a huge purple jellyfish, like the kind you see on National Geographic probably for killing people, was swimming right next to us. 
Me diving into the Mediterranean. A nice British couple fishing befriended us since we were all freezing in the water, and so they volunteered to photograph us! 
Just a few feet off our hotel is this beach. Which was an amazing hotel for about 12 US dollars/10 euro per night, way cheaper than any hostal I've stayed in yet and so much nicer! 
My friend Allison and I, our first day on the beach in Magaluf, right near Palmanova.
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