After months of stress with Work/University, my friend and I booked a last minute trip to Ibiza at the beginning of March. Flights were booked for the 30th of March – 3rd of April for £70 each. Random accommodation in Portinatx (which we read was a nice, quite part of the island as we wanted to avoid the Party Scene Ibiza is so famously known for) for £65 each. This was shaping up to be a nice and cheap break. (Spoiler alert: I spent 150 Euro in Ibiza which converts to about £120. All in all this Holiday cost me £255. Would have been less but we went all out on the food! No regrets!)
I had never had any intention of going to Ibiza purely for the reputation the island has for being boozy, party central – which is not my scene. But it was cheap and we wanted to go somewhere. So Ibiza it was.
As Portinatx is at the top of the island, and it was off season, the only way to get there from the airport was a 50 Euro taxi. On arrival we also had to pay the remainder of the apartment bill so money wise we took at hit. Then we got to our room. All woes were gone. The room itself was basic with all the necessities. But the view! You have to see it for yourself:
For the price we paid, we were not expecting anything like this. After getting our cases sorted we went to the restaurant downstairs for dinner and to watch the sunset. Unfortunately I had a migraine from the flight – which commonly happens and have a trial and error relationship with remedies – so I don’t remember much of that first night.
Like I said before, it was off season, so near enough everything was closed or being refurbished. There was 1 grocery shop and about 4 restaurants available to us. The next morning we got up, got some fruit and tea from the shop for breakfast and went exploring. That first day we spent doing recon: Where to eat, nice spots to chill out, cool coastlines to explore. We knew from research before arriving and from maps all around the town that there were a few walking trails we could do so that was our goal. We wandered down to the end of the road (it was a really small town) and found a cute little hut/beach bar where we had an ice cream break.
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The coastline was very rocky and ideal for climbing, which we spent most days doing. It was pretty cool because you could see the smooth rocks at the bottom where the tide comes in and the rough, wave-battered rocks on top. This was where we discovered the lighthouse. We could see it in the distance, but couldn’t work out how to get to it without scaling the cliff side so we made the decision to look into it and attempt the walk the next day.
That night we went back to the apartment for our jackets and then down to the beach to watch the sunset. What a great life it must be to live in a place like this. Being from a big city, I forget how nice the coast is. Just to be able to look out at the water is enough for me. I could do that for ever!
The next day was lighthouse day and straight off the bat we got lost. We took the wrong path that led to nowhere really and had to double back. Once we found the right trail, which was very clearly marked by blue arrows literally pointing you in the right direction, the walk up to the lighthouse was pretty stressful with very angry, crashing waves beneath us. It was incredibly windy and the path took you right up to the cliff side most of the way up. I guess you could say the amazing views were worth it but I definitely thought the wind was going to just pick me up and throw me over at times. We made it up to the lighthouse just before it started to rain.
By this point it is extremely cold and windy and the panic set in. If the walk up in the sun was stressful, it was going to be damn near impossible in a downpour. We frantically tried to get back as quickly as possible so of course we got lost. About 10 wrong turns later we gave up and back tracked to start over. What took us about a hour to get up took about 15 minutes to go back. As you can probably guess the weather gave up and rained the rest of the day.
Saturday came and this was our last full day. The rain had cleared the sky and it was an absolute scorcher of a day! We prepared ourselves for another hike up to Torre de Portinatx – which took all of 15 minutes – so in classic holiday mode we spent the majority of the day on the beach only leaving for food. After a good 4 hours of sunbathing, and successfully not burning my pale Scottish skin, we spotted more rocks that were just asking to be climbed.
Our flight back wasn’t until 7pm so we spent our last day in Ibiza Town. Luckily enough we were leaving at the same time as an older couple who offered to share their taxi with us, so what would have cost 45 Euros only cost us 20! Result! They were a lovely couple who made sure we knew how to get to the airport and gave us all their maps so we didn’t get lost. Bless them.
We arrived in the town at 9:30am, which was too early to function so first stop was coffee and food. With our bellies full and our caffeine buzz we headed off, suitcases in tow, to find the Old Town, or Dalt Vila as it’s also called. (Side note: Suitcases and cobble stoned steep hills do not work well together.) This was easily the best day of the holiday. Yes beaches are great and hill walking is fun but there is nothing like exploring a new city, especially European cities. There is so much culture and history! It took up about 3 hours to reach the top of Dalt Vila, which is a castle if I’m not mistaken, and it was just amazing. The views were breathtaking, the buildings were so old and interesting, the cathedral was beautiful. It was the perfect way to spend out last day!
Ibiza surprised me. I expected to chill on the beach the entire time, but the scenery was breathtaking. There was so much to explore and discover. If you are looking for a quiet getaway I would definitely recommend Portinatx. I would love to go back and explore Ibiza Town some more. There’s always next time.
Has anyone else traveled to a destination with low expectations and been pleasantly surprised? I definitely learned my lesson not to judge a place before you visit for yourself.
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