We all have a lot of living to do next year. Places to go, pools to swim in, room service on which to dispose income. One of the few great experiences of 2020 for me was a stay at the Sant Francesc Hotel Singular in the old town of Palma, Mallorca, during that weird, late summer period when going on holiday was a roll of the dice, with arbitrary changes brought in at the stroke of midnight to make life immensely inconvenient, and flights violently expensive.
My stay was glorious â everything was perfect, from the high ornate ceilings to the best croquetas on Earth, served next to the rooftop pool overlooking the basilica. Iâd been looking forward to visiting its sibling property in Santanyi, Can Ferrereta, but opening plans were put on ice around the same time we all put our masks on, in spring. I still stayed in Santanyi on that trip, but in an Airbnb. My favourite beach in the Balearics, Cala Llombards, was close by; a quiet cove with water as clear as Vichy Catalan, and