or 'What was I on? Part 1'
The first in a series of one visit to Ibiza's few remaining Hippy Hideaways. Ironically reached by driving through San Antonio's most expensive and exclusive housing estate, you know you've arrived when the road peters out by someone's enormous front gates.
From there you can't miss the flat rock 'platforms' left after some good old Ibicenco quarrying - just follow the prints left in the earth by a thousand pairs of Jesus sandals and keep the sea on your left.
Summer scene of skinny dippers, nude sunbathers staked out on the rocks, unlicensed chilled drink selling and boat trips, Cala Yoga as it is sometimes referrred to, was mercifully empty today.
Typical of today's modern world, somebody had seen fit to dump a perfectly good Buddha's head right in the middle of the rocks!
The Buddha's Head (What was I on? Edit)
Please, please, please, keep Ibiza tidy. Take your rubbish home when you leave.
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