We didn’t sleep all that well, so we packed our gear and went off to hunt breakfast. Manja had searched out a healthy option today, so we headed to Wild Beets – a Vegan, Gluten Free, Organic place… which was maybe just one or two options too far. It was fine, but nothing spectacular, and I had the worlds smallest granola while Manja had an egg free spinach omelette.
None the less it was a decent, all be it expensive, breakfast snack. We decided to give the Salt shop another go, surely it would be open by now. But when we got there it was still closed, only a construction worker inside putting up some new shelves… Maybe the place generally doesn’t open? Suddenly a lady brushed past us into the shop saying something in Spanish and … closed the door. Not open I guess!
We decided to just head to our next Airbnb who had said that it would be fine to get there a bit earlier. It turns out to be an old farm, accessible only via a fairly long and fairly bumpy dirt road. As we arrived we were greeted by a charming old local farmer who pointed us to a beautifully renovated building where Mari, our host, greeted us and showed us around. We were free to roam the entire farm as we like and explore as we want. We decided to relax a bit in the sun on the veranda where I spent a bit of time catching up on writing blogs while Manja read some lonely planets about future travel locations. Then we took a photo-tour of the farm, where we found, amongst other things, a cool old bike, a turkey, a goat and a whole load of flowers.
When it got a bit windy we decided to head out and try our luck at the Salt shop again….. which was Open! Woohooo!
Look! They open!
Browsing the shop we found a nice necklace which we both liked, so we picked it up with some Ibizan “Flor de Sal” as a souvenir. I think the necklace suits her well 🙂
Pretty! Also, Manjas new necklace.
We dropped by another couple of local supermarkets. In the first one we didn’t find anything which spoke to us, but the second was a cool farmers-market style place. We picked up some drinks and I grabbed a ham and cheese croissant, because I was ravenous.
On a whim we went to check out Babylon beach…. Which turns out to be a beach bar that was closed. However, there was a nice walking trail along the coast here, and Manjas foot was doing okay. So we walked along the coastline, which really did remind me of Australia. What do you think? Australia or Spain?
Australia or Spain?
On the other end of the seaside walk we googled for some dinner options and Manja found a nice tapas restaurant just off the port, which would be a 20 minute walk from where we were…. at normal pace. Giving ourselves twice that time to account for Manjas foot, we slowly headed over there. On the way we found some pretty pretty roses… and a cat.
At one point Manja saw a funny looking tree and decided to try tree pose… Either that or she was adjusting her bandage 😂
Unfortunately the place didn’t serve dinner until 7, so we had to kill 45 minutes, which we did by checking out the township nearby. Among other things we found Nikos cafe!
Goofy looking Simon in front of Nikos Cafe
We really did want to have Tapas for dinner, otherwise we might have checked it out 🙂 So we headed back to the tapas place, which had a nice seat by the window for us. As more people arrived it got a bit too touristy, including a projector screen playing animated features for kids, but for the time we were there it was quite nice!
T A P A S
After dinner the plan was for me to go and get the car, while Manja waited somewhere so she didn’t have to walk so far. Unfortunately we didn’t find any nice waiting stops, so she walked all the way back to the car with me. Tough as nails!
We drove back to our Airbnb and put our feet up for the night… Especially her broken one!
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