Costumed pirates and Moors clash in a street performance at Pollenca’s Plaça Major as spectators watch.

Pirate Spectacle on Two Coasts: Pollenca and Sant Elm Invite You to a Summer Duel

Swords clash, fireworks and the sound of the sea: The traditional pirate battles in Pollenca and Sant Elm bring together history, music and summery festive spirit this weekend.

When history meets summer spirit

There's a rumble in the streets of Pollença: wooden swords clash, costumes rustle, and the Plaça Major fills with people who are just as excited as the seagulls over the harbour. From 7 p.m. the town once again transforms into a lively stage for the pirate and Moors and Christians festival battles, a spectacle that is more than entertainment here — it is lived identity. The drums beat, children press against the barriers, and the old stone houses seem to breathe in the stories, the air is so warm.

The festival as a community moment

Those who live here don't just come to watch. Neighbours meet, anecdotes are exchanged, and people remember earlier summer evenings with the scent of chip stalls and bell chimes. The staging manages to bring generations together: grandmothers defending the best spots at the edge, youngsters with face paint and tourists surprised at how loud and heartfelt Mallorcan festive spirit can be. A bit of theatre, lots of local colour.

Fireworks, dance and long nights

When the last volley has faded, the evening really gets going. Fireworks over Pollenca put a sparkling full stop in the sky, the bars stay open, and in the alleys the laughter of guests mixes with guitar sounds from a side street. It's one of those evenings when you realise: the island doesn't celebrate just for visitors, it celebrates because it knows how to be joyful.

Why a visit is worthwhile

It's the perfect mix of photo opportunities and genuine encounters. The costumes are detailed, the fights choreographed and yet raw enough to give you goosebumps. Those who arrive early secure a spot near the Calvari ascent or on the waterfront promenade — there, where the scent of fried

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