With some trepidation we ventured out from the safety of our hotel. It had been another painful night with the stomach issue rearing its ugly head again. We caught the bus into the capital Mahon and after a quick wander around caught another bus to Binibeca Vell.
Binibeca or Binibequer ? The correct name locally is Binibequer and many road signs will use this name. Most English guide books (and the English ) will refer to it as Binibeca. Ihad noticed a lot of place names start with ‘Bini’ , time for a bit of research. (Bini means 'belonging to the son of…' from Ben Arabic for son.
At the other end of the resort, where the beach is located, lies Binibequer Nou and neighbouring Cala Torret. The beach at Binibeca is a lovely deep beach with gently shelving sands in a quiet cove, offering safe bathing for all.
There's not much evidence of any fishing going on for a ‘Fishing village (if there was indeed ever one?) but there are a collection gleaming whitewashed 'hobbit style' houses bunched together overlooking the small harbour front
It reminds me of a film set in all honesty. Not unlike the one in Malta built for the Popeye film and now a tourist attraction. Apart from the tourists, locals were thin on the ground ,the array of ‘Please keep Quiet’ signs on the buildings probably told their own story.
I took the opportunity to call at the local medical centre , interestingly the waiting room doubled up as the seating area for a bar. The Doctor was out on house calls so no nearer to sorting my stomach pains.
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