has a strong Catalan identity (the red and yellow striped flags fly proudly everywhere you look!) which dates back to 13th and 14th century when it was the capital of the kingdom of Mallorca. Since then the town has prospered as a commercial centre and is the largest Catalan city after Barcelona and Lleida in Spain
After a pleasant 3 hour journey through the countryside and at stages, along the seaside I walked off the heated train into the freezing cold of around 2 degrees with added chill factor from the bitter wind.
We were warmed from the inside out with a delicious lunch of Rabbit cooked in two ways by my friends French grandmother, one serving in mushroom sauce and the other in mustard – absolutely amazing. The meal was followed by an array of soft cheeses and we were all at bursting point upon rising from le tableu.
It was there that I touched my first snow of the winter!
Returning home we had another hearty meal of vegetable soup and I was exhausted by 8pm… I think the delayed onset of jet-lag is beginning to kick in