Firo faces

It becomes more emotional every year as roots grow deeper into this fabulous town of Soller. My little family spent most of the day in different places; bobbing about in the bay, on a tram with chanting girls, in a waiting room (not emergencies!) on a paddle board, or somewhere out there in the crowd, but we all had that same feeling of belonging to an incredible place and safety amongst people we trust. Quite remarkable when there is a huge amount of gunpowder about. 

Visca Soller! Visca Firo! Visca Soller!