Posts Tagged ‘Ibiza’

Ibiza’s Quiet Side

Author: Sam

For someone so into modern computers, Internet and most things digital, Viola was crazy for any anthropology site and museum, and the C’an Ros Ethnological museum in Ibiza was not exception. Since we met in Warsaw Poland a year ago, we have been able to travel all over Europe, meeting in the British Isles to visit Stone Hedge, the cave paintings in France, and even necrophilia in Roman ruins around Italy. She seemed to need to be grounded in humanity’s dim, non technological past as she raced around the globe, reporting on the latest offerings by the computer industry and the latest social networking sites. Happily, we did not go for the crazy night life Ibiza night club life is known for, although everyone we met here thoroughly enjoyed the glitz and glamor of the island’s famous raves and wild clubs. We were happy to get up early with a picnic and check out the beach, contemplating what the earliest settlers form centuries ago would think about life today, and what it must have been like to arrive at this beautiful island. It seems they had to work, as the visit to the museum shows, mining lead and marble. After that hard work, no wonder wine production came to the island, who would not need a drink after mining lead all day with your hands? They probably did not think of vacations as they fished and subsisted on the islands. Then we went to Sant Carles for its beaches and the church that sits so gracefully in the courtyard. We had a nice paella for lunch and lounged about like college kids on summer break, taking in the rural atmosphere and simple village architecture of this picturesque town. It seems the church was built in the 1700′s, so of course Vi was excited to see it and we took a lot of pictures.

As we head into Barcelona to meet with a friend of ours, Lara and her family, we come off a all day passage form Valencia where we spent three days exploring the city. Lara was staying at one of the Valencia hotels which was very exquisite. We were docked in Port America’s Cup, which is a modern marina that was built to house the 32nd America’s Cup in 2007.

Valencia itself is an often over looked city in terms of tourism. It’s a great combination of history, historical architecture, modern architecture and the home of paella, a rice seafood dish served in a huge frying pan. After our overnight from Ibiza to Valencia, we spent the morning recouping and napping. We have discovered that those nights at sea and the 3 to 4 hour watch schedule that my wife and I share, requires a catch-up nap the next day. For our multi-day passage, we simply nap on and off throughout the day, but on arrival days, the tendency has been to immediately head out into the city. We’ve learned to take it easy our first day. The children unloaded the bikes and explored the park and rode the Formula 1 race way which was built around the marina for August, while my wife and I napped and cleaned up.  Later in the day we went into the old town by bus and spent the late afternoon and early evening walking the city past beautiful old churches and museums. The doors on these buildings were works of art. They were 15 feet carved wooden masterpieces. We passed the very rich shopping area and encountered a very rare and somewhat magnificent site…a Starbucks. My wife couldn’t resist.

We hadn’t had a Starbucks cup of coffee for over a month, and here we are, sailing across the sea’s like we were in search of something familiar. I have to admit, the coffee was good.

Clubbing Ibiza

Author: Sam

There is only one reason my best friend planned our vacation in Ibiza, Spain, the clubs. And we weren’t disappointed. We arrived in Ibiza around 10pm, checked into one of the Best Hotels Ibiza offers, put on our club clothes and headed out with no time to waste. We were ready to party and maybe, just maybe meet our future girlfriends.

We managed to make it to the latest hottest club ‘London’ just around midnight. We were surprised to find everybody was inside, apparently to make to most of the ‘drink all night’ price. We headed immediately to one of the two main rooms upstairs. We were excited to find Jo Mills spinning to a cavernous room crowded with clubbers dancing beneath a white camouflaged cloth suspended from the high ceiling. We caught the club fever as a spontaneous ‘Woo oooh’ broke out among the dancers. Luckily we were dressed appropriately, this was no t-shirt and jeans crowd. We managed to work our way to where most of the clubbers were wearing their luminous accessories and fluorescent painted faces and exposed body parts. We brought our our rave rings, wristbands and the newly popular shutter shades with which Kanye West wears. We fit in quite nicely.

My friend and I danced with a lot of hot girls and we were impressed with how quick we got drinks served to us. After about an hour of intense dancing and flirting, we take a quick chill and find a seat in the main room. We talked to this guy sitting next to us, he was a local and he said he’s addicted the all the colors and clubbers. He comes all the time. We were envious to say the least. We have nothing like this back home. Nothing.

The free drinks kept coming and the girls flowed up to us as well, but unfortunately, there is a side effect to free drinks, a downfall really, we became too drunk and tired. It was only 3:30 in the morning, so we hailed a taxi and headed back to our hotel room, without new girlfriends, but not penniless. Ah, there’s always tomorrow night.