Cobbles

I absolutely love the north of Mallorca. It’s rustic yet sophisticated and oozes with effortless charm. This was taken as we strolled down the narrow streets of Pollenca .
On looking at this photo, I’m taken back to the tranquility and calm of this place and I wonder how many other people have walked on these same polished cobbles? Who were they? What was going on for them in contrast to what was going on for me as I walked down that street?
One of the nicest things to do when meandering through a place like this is to look up- you’re never disappointed. Spain is definitely the place for this.