floating in the clouds

This is a veeery picture heavy post. So I won't do much talking, on day three of Ibiza we went into Ibiza town, it was only £3.50 on a bus but we couldn't understand how to get one and ended up splitting a taxi with two other girls which cost us 27 euro total. Ibiza town is the most beautiful place I have ever visited, and we went at the perfect time too which meant we watched the sun set over it all. It's a city built up on a hill, with 'old town' being in an old kind of fortress at the top of it all. The streets are beautiful, cobbled, narrow, lined with stunning tall buildings. Then as you follow the town up you come to this huge arch at the end of a bridge which leads you into a gorgeous old fashioned town which winds up and up. The stairs are so slopey and steep and it's all traditional old style cobbled streets and words will never be able to describe the absolute perfect picture that Ibiza old town is. So I'll let the pictures do the talking. ...

I've missed my blog so much! And proper cups of tea! I'm so sad to have left Ibiza but also so happy to have my British comforts back. I'm on my second holiday right now and although I'm having the best time away from my very hated home town, I'm missing normality so terribly. I (obviously) went completely overboard with the photos I took in Ibiza, so I'm having to break up my Ibiza post practically day by day. This was day one... We set off for Ibiza on October 5th, which was our official one year anniversary day. We had an early morning flight and landed in Ibiza at roughly 10am, which meant we practically had the whole day left. We'd planned to eat out a lot at local bars and restaurants so opted for self catering which meant we spent a lot more money but we enjoyed it so much. We stayed on the opposite side of the 'party' part of the island, where it was more cultural. Ibiza's main culture is hippie and it was insanely beautiful and exa...