September 27, 2004, 6:05 pm I am sitting here in the front entrance hall of the ses fontallas plaza timeshare resort in sant antoni.
We arrived on saturday at in regards to 5:30 in ibiza and had to hang around for the luggage. 2 of our pieces really didnŽt make it due to a technological problem with the cargo area on the plane and we had to wait an awefully long time at the baggage info area to find out that the baggage would be delivered the next day. We in the long run checked out our rental car, a vw polo, at hiper-rent-a-car, just outside the airport. Not a bad deal for in regards to 158 euros a week.
. . On the way to our resort we halted off in a large supermarket, we called it the "walmart of spain" where we picked up the basic principles of groceries and we then made our way to the resort in the dark. Ses fontanellas plaza is a nice manifold and complex right in the tourist area of sant antoni and we got unit 308, a one-bedroom with partial seaview.
Unquestionably a very nice place, with mini-kitchen, a comfortable bedroom, nice furnishings, nice bath-room with bidet ( hushed and still calling it the "boot-washer" since I havenŽt figured out what to do with it. . . ; ) I am sleeping out in the living room on a comfortable trundle bed and the balcony is very roomy with a nice view out to the sea.
We had a nice sleep and in the long run a home-made meal after all the restaurant cuisine that had started to temperament and taste a small bit the same. Then a nice breakfast on the balcony yesterday. After waiting around for our luggage to be delivered, we in the long run decisive just after noon to head out and we repelled to ibiza. Venerable and interesting town with a fortress on the hill.
We climbed all the way up and had a wholesome and beauteous view of the harbour and the south and southwest side of the island. I took a ton of pictures and likewise picked up a few items from the souvenir shops. Got all my souvenir buying goods done in in regards to half an hour. The pottery is genuinely awe-inspiring here.
I wish I could pack it all up and ship it home to toronto. On the way down from the fortress I saw a local family, grandmother, 2 or 3 adult kids and various grandkids, in the street and thought iŽd exercise my humans photography. From the looks the family appeared to be gipsies. I neared them very common and friendly in spanish and asked whether or not I could take galore pictures.
The grandmother then got up and shot into my direction and got very offensive and aggressive and shouted at me to get lost, waving her arms. Her kids were rather okay with the idea of being photographed, but the old lady wanted no portion of me taking any pictures. So much for my firstborn foray into attempting to experiment with humane motifs in my career as a sideline photographer. .
. . Oh well, after walking around a few hours we were beautiful pooped and repelled back to our small apartment where we made a nice small dinner, watched galore jay leno and conan oŽbrien on the satelittle network before going to sleep. Today we got going beautiful early, we left at in regards to 10 am.
Another scintillating and brilliant day with sunshine on the coast, but a few darker clouds hanging inland. We checked out 7 or 8 beaches or coves on the southwest side of the island and expended in regards to 3. 5 hours at a cove called cala dŽhort, which had the most stunning scenery of all, a nice cove with a sandy beach, looking out to a monolithic rock that sticks out 389 m from the sea. An awe-inspiring view.
We thought weŽd have dinner there at the local restaurant but the sun drained our energy and we decisive to drive by 2 more beaches and then come back to our small home away from home. One thing we noticed for certain: ibiza is a graphic and beauteous place. . .
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