TWO directions, two very different outcomes.
Turning left out of my resort, I wander along a tree-lined promen-ade past open-air restaurants where families are tucking into their catch-of-the-day with peaceful views of the lapping Mediterranean sea.
If I’d turned right, I would have been greeted by foam parties, stag do hi-jinks and neon signs hanging over club doors, all just a short walk away.
I’m staying near the notorious party town of Magaluf on the sun-soaked island of Majorca.
But my experience is a little different to the raucous scene you might expect – as seen by my stroll into the peaceful Son Matias, Palma Nova, where everything is quiet and quaint.