When I enter Sala Formentor I am greeted by the beautiful Ana at the service desk. I hand her the slip of passage that was prepared for me at the check in counter and is granted access to the lounge.
To my right is a beautiful display of local mallorcan craftmanship, including Majorica perls, Lladró porcelain and Lafiore glass.
The lounge is not very big but contains everything you need. Comfortable chairs and couches with functional tables. At the far end there is a lofty space where I park my backpack. I have spotted a power outlet on the wall and since I have only a borrowed laptop with no battery, external power is what I need.
The cleaning lady (Matilde) has a beautiful singing voice that she exercises while sweeping the floors with a proud grace and elegance.
Sitting on shelves is an assortment of alcoholic beverages and water bottles. In bowls you can find small bags of snacks. At one end of the lounge there is a larger counter with more beverages and snacks. The counter is flanked by refrigerators containing cold sodas, beer and sandwiches.
The sandwiches are quite small and there are only three present as I serve myself. A hungry cyclist could probably put all three of them in his mouth and swallow without chewing. You can choose between ham or cheese.
On the cookie front you can find Valencianas, a sponge cake that very much resembles Magdalenas, and Quelis, a local biscuit made in Inca according to the very knowledgeable Lola.
A coffee machine from Saeco (first time I see one IRL) offers you spanish coffee, including cafe con leche, cortado and cafe corto. I choose the cappuccino to see if it whips up a mountain of cream atop, just as in Mallorcan cafés. Nope, it doesn’t.
The lighting is soft and cosy and right above my seat is a spotlight that provides me with adequate working light.
I fetch a bowl of peanuts and a bottle of cold water from the fridge and discuss the spanish name of peanuts with Ana and Matilde. In spanish its cacahuetes but sometimes referred as Jamón de Mono (ham of monkey).
The lounge offers wifi (open) and stationary computers that unfortunately have a spanish locale. I click “Aceptar” in a few dialog boxes and hopes that none of my passwords will be saved on the computer.
The restrooms are clean and odorless. In the handicap toilet there is a nursing table and the only negative thing is the odor automaton hanging loose by the urinoar. Still works though.
I take a quick stroll over to the Sala Miró. I am greeted by the pretty Lola that tells me about local Mallorcan beverages. Sweet liquor before dinner and mixed liquor after dinner. And of course, Saccao, the chocolate beverage of choice, according to Lola and Maria Ángeles. Its the best!
At lunch, some more edibles shows up in the fridge. Small cold pizza slices and traditional mallorcan omelett with potatoes and onions.
The things missing in Sala Formentor and Sala Miró are showers and fresh fruits and vegetables and maybe something warm to eat.