After going to Ibiza myself when I was 18 and watching Swedish House Mafia play at the all mighty Pacha, I have since been entranced by the island and its beauty, wanting to go back to explore more of its dancefloors, but also more of the island; the quiet beaches and hippie markets, the holistic … More Witness History: the nightclub that changed Ibiza
Gibraltar really is an odd place. It’s a collision of two lifestyles, two European countries, that are so inherently different, it just doesn’t seem to blend that well. I felt like I was constantly on an all-inclusive holiday for Brits abroad, but over a whole country. It was bizarre seeing numerous pubs serving up British … More Laziness in Gibraltar
Coming here on a family holiday when I was very young means that my memory of both Menorca and Mallorca only still holds fragments of each. The disappointment at the rain when we were there, the bingo being played at our hotel which had lovely mosaic tables, and the fruit basket we won. Not much … More Memories (or lack of) in Mallorca and Menorca
Lanzarote is part of the Canary Islands, an island off Spain and off the west coast of Africa. A friend of mine invited me on holiday to come and share the vacation with her and her Spanish family. At the mention of “Lanzarote”, tacky resorts filled with drunk Brits came to mind, but I soon … More Lounging Around In Lanzarote
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