48 hours in Mallorca with Gaastra

When I in the car to the Champagne region while I was sitting, I received a call from Joke from Gaastra. If I wanted to go to Mallorca with May-Britt to see the sailing world of Gaastra up close. And yes, when you think of Gaastra, you might not immediately think of luxurious beaches and paradisiacal boats, but really take our word for it; that sailing world is incredibly and enormously jetset.

So we said a resounding yes. A few days later, the program came in that started with us needing to gather at Schiphol at 05:30. Ouch, that means setting the alarm for 04:00. With still swollen sleepy heads, we meet at the check-in counter and like zombies, we navigate ourselves to the gate. When we arrive at the airport in Mallorca, the scorching heat hits us immediately and we know: this is going to be great.

The first part of the program was to relax on the beach of Nikki Beach. After a ridiculously delicious lunch (with white wine because we had been up for hours), we park ourselves on white loungers and orange towels. We take a sip of the mojitos that keep coming, dip in the warm sea, and take a little nap in the sun. When we are all warm and rosy, we head towards the hotel. I take a nap because whether at the beach or not, I had barely slept more than 3 hours that night, so I can barely keep my eyes open from fatigue. Freshly washed and in a new outfit, we meet at the entrance of the hotel to walk to dinner.

May's evening look was a dress by Patrizia Pepe, and I wore a skirt by Maje with a top from Topshop. We walk over small pebbles and through winding streets to the restaurant (Es Baluard), which is located at the top of a small hill. We dine outside, in the sultry evening and under the stars. Some go on to Pacha, but May and I choose the white duvet and both sleep like a baby.

And then, the next day it really begins. We are here for the Copa del Rey, one of the most prestigious sailing competitions in the world. The Spanish king participates among others, so that says something. Gaastra sponsors one of the boats (the Quantum boat) so you understand which boat we were for. And not only that, Gaastra is also the official clothing sponsor of the event. Everyone is wearing Gaastra clothing, and so are we. We have breakfast at the Yacht Club (that sounds so delightfully chic) and then we go out on the water. A Wajer, which didn't mean much to me but is a very, very handsome boat and costs a staggering €750,000.‘

And I can tell you, such a boat sails very nicely. We sip on rosé, indulge in sandwiches with Jamón Ibérico, and watch the gigantic sailing boats zoom by. Our boat tears across the water at nearly 90 kilometers per hour and eventually drops us back at the yacht club. We take another dip in the pool and order a glass of white wine because you have to end such a day well, of course.

And then it's time to go home again. After a short flight, we arrive at Schiphol and head home rosy, a bit tipsy, and lightly sun-kissed. Gaastra, this was truly fantastic.