I met Ponce de León by the fountain of youth. He was full of stories about Mallorca, in the old days, when only a few intrepid travelers were around. Paradise. Here it’s all about money. Gold, silver, tobacco, chocolate, the naming rights to popular venues. We wanted a life off the grid, maybe a place in Belize. Forty years later here we are. Problem is, all those intrepid travelers from Mallorca.

Robert Witmer