Day 2 -- Arrival

Some how we spent an entire day traveling, breakfast was at our dinner time and monday nights sleep is...well. . . gone.
Finally we arrive in Mallorca and I cannot wait to get to the hotel (Son Julia in Lluchmajor) and take a shower relax, nap, have some cava. . .but wait the travel omen is about to stike an enourmous kink in our plans.
First of all we are to expect RAIN for our island getaway in the Mediterranean. 2nd. The baggage throwers i think are legally retarded. Not only did the entire flights bags come out on a different carousel than marked, but My bag was on a completely different one from that! Notice how I said mine....only mine...thats right..jenny's bag was swallowed by the travel gods..yet to be regurgitated.
After some tears of sadness and frustration and yes a little pessimism, we file the paperwork and get the crack team of Iberia baggage locator's on the task of finding the luggage we are supposed to live out of for the next two weeks.
Everything takes longer here and is a little more inconvenient. I remind Jenny that we actually arrived safely and that we would feel better once we checked in and showered at the hotel.
so 30 mins of car rental andcar scavenger hunt we finally hit the road to the 15 min away hotel...Oh shit I have to remember how to drive a stick...Not only that but our directions to the hotel are about as vague as a . . . as a . . . hmm . . . well they were pretty vague (i exaggerate a bit for drama) Needless to say after a few km's in the wrong direction I managed to stall the car in the middle of this crazy u-turn intersection thing. . .
Anyways...we made it to the beautiful hotel (pics coming soon as its raining and i cannot snap any pics of the exterior)

Still sans bag, but the reception here is lovely..we get a tour of the hotel/spa/restaurants and a welcome gift of fresh fruit and cava ( spanish champagne)
Relaxation has officially begun..although we are still a bit worried about said bag. . .


off to dinner. . .