We Went to the Beach
12.06.2012 - 12.06.2012
We hired a car...maps are 'quite' helpful but if you venture off the red/yellow roads things can get a little tricky. No matter; everyone is helpful and smile even if they haven't a clue what you are on about. Persever and you will find someone who speaks English.
We'd heard that Platja de ses Salines was Ibiza's most beautiful beach...it is certainly long, clean, good for swimmers and fantastic for people watching. It's close to the Airport but we didn't see or hear a plane all day and the salt factory at one end isn't too much of a blot on the landscape.
Go early; at 1030 we practically had the choice of loungers (there are doubles for couples) but by 1200 it was pretty hectic. €24/two beds plus umbrella. Towels €4 each. Showers are a cheeky €1! Be warned, in high season police control traffic and have been known to break up fist fights over parking places! Hard to believe...it was idyllic today.
The Jockey Club is directly on the beach and is a cross between St. Tropez's Le Club 55 and Plettenburg Bay's Lookout. We booked a table on the front for 2pm as soon as we arrived...by 2.30 queues were forming for tables. Food is great; signature pizzas thin and crispy. They will serve you on the beach too; popping corks hint at jugs of mimosa made right next to your lounger, all adding to the general relaxed vibe.
But don't get the impression this is just for the young and beautiful...Salines suits everyone, including wrinklies and children. There is entertainment galore: gorgeous girls selling beach fripperies out of Mary Poppins sized bags, men with their pretty 'nieces' or 'god-daughters', muscled men in the smallest Speedos handing out Club tickets while happily lifting housewives off the sand for 'look-what-I-found-in-Ibiza' photos...
We headed further west for cocktails at Cala Comte's Sunset Ashram (don't let the name put you off), which has a truly glorious view, and paella at S'Illa des Bosc, which overlooks a tiny picture postcard cove only reached by boat or by clambering down rocks. Sunset isn't until after 9pm in Ibiza but worth waiting for.
P.s. didn't see the 'lovers' today...but the Tupperwarers are still at it!