We woke up to the sound of the Turkey (GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE), but felt we had slept enough anyway and got up to get ready for breakfast. A feast was once more provided for us.
Today was Labor Day, but our host assured us that it didn’t mean much on Ibiza and pretty much everything would be open. We asked about the Hippie Markets specifically and she said “Oh, I sure hope so, because I plan to go this afternoon!”.
Reassured we set off, remembering that we still had 2 ice-tea drinks from the supermarket two days ago, which made for a refreshing drive.
When we got near there was a big sign saying “Hippie Market Parking”, so we pulled in and paid the attendant. As we walked over to the markets themselves, we walked past 2 other carparks… Clever marketing by the first guy! Luckily the prices were all the same and the distance not that much greater. We spent about 2 hours walking through the markets, which had everything from the typical cheap imports to high quality handmade things. As with all of these types of markets, price was not necessarily an indication of quality 😉
We didn’t find anything that took our fancy in particular, so we decided to take a lucky dip from one of the vendors. Manja got a Ring and I got a random bracelet, and we were both amused. Even more amusing was the question “Did you get engaged?!?” from her family when she sent a photo 😂
After being tie-dye, net-dresses and dope paraphernalia’d out we decided to make a move back to the car and to our next stop, which was unfortunately closed. Not to be stopped, we headed on over to the Can Marça Caves, which had both a beautiful view and some caves to visit. Manja even made it down and back up all the steps, a definite improvement 🙂
The caves themselves were interesting, but nothing to write home about. The history seems cool but the guide was pretty disinterested. Back in the old days, smugglers used the caves for stashing contraband and had even marked an escape route high on the ceilings: Just in case the local law decided to visit, the smugglers could get out and escape on land. They did have a fancy waterfall light show, where they recreated the waterfall that used to flow through the caves originally. I guess this means they diverted water somehow… But the guide did not give details.
None the less it was interesting and the photo opportunity itself was worth it already! On the way back we even found a few birds which Manja managed to snap!
So, did I smuggle this picture from an Australian image or really see it on Ibiza?
As she was patiently waiting for birds to land, I noticed this tree, and once more thought: Australia or Spain?
After these caves we decided to hit a beach for a coffee and a break. We got to a beach, which was nice enough and had a cafe, but was not nice enough to entice us to stay all that long. So we decided to just have a coffee and ice-cream.
A nice looking beach with a weird feel
After our break, we went to yet another beach 20 minutes away. We got to the carpark of the beach and Manja said I didn’t park properly. I have no idea what she is on about.
Parking Perfection
The beach was a bit of a scramble to get to – yet another challenge for Manja – but we managed to get down the inclines and stairs without much hassle. Here I took Manjas bandages off and she cooled her heels in the water.
Calm and cooled, we settled on the waters edge and chatted away as the sun slowly set and the tide came in… Well /I/ chatted, I guess I was probably chewing poor Manjas ear off 😉. This stopped suddenly when a wave reached our towel and we jumped up to get out of the way. 😂
With the water having reached where we were sitting, we decided to trek back to the car and go and search for some dinner. Manja had found a well reviewed Tapas place near beach #3 for today. When we got there we found the nicest beach of the day, although the sand was still pretty brown. As the sun was setting, it quickly got cold though, so we walked down the road to the Tapas place. Feel really had a nice… Feel, and some pretty good Tapas. They also served us one of their home-made Limoncello – Which ALMOST made it a bad idea to drive home… Maybe I was just a little bit tipsy by the time we got into the driveway.
When we got home Manjas foot really ached, so I put her feet up, re-bandaged them and applied the ice-pack while I wrote this blog 😁
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