Cabin Fever: Ibiza

What better way to cure that feeling of cabin fever brought on by being couped up on a hot hedonistic speck of an island by booking a holiday in the wide open spaces of the middle of nowhere (otherwise known as the Alpujarras.)?

In the mountains south of Granada, and famous for some book or other, we're booked into this fab looking 'cortijo' for a spring break with a difference.


As always, here's a link - Orgiva - a name I imaginatively chose because it's the nearest town! We'll be doing lots of hiking, trampling over lemons, drinking gallons of the local tipple - Lanjarón mineral water - and who knows, Jaki may just remember that promise I made to return to the Alhambra when there were less than 7000 people already in the queue to get in?