We really found out what holidays in Ibiza were all about yesterday. After having driven as far as possible on the island without repeating myself, we arrived in Cala San Vicente to find that we were the last to get there. It was packed, noisy from the forced entertainment programme at one of the hotels where the big spending Italians stay, and absolutely stank of boat fuel. We stayed long enough to put suntan lotion on and then went home.
Our planned picnic then took place down at our new favourite Es Codolar, which with about 4 miles of beach between 30 0f us was quiet enough for me to sleep the whole afternoon away to the sound of the waves.
If you don't believe me, here's a shot Jaki was lucky enough to get when she dropped the camera.
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