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Part 1.
As the title states this is my first ever review. In 5 years of visiting these ever so helpful forums, I was either unable to write a review due to memory loss
or couldnt be bothered typing. I'm not the quickest on the ol' keyboard. But this being my second family holiday (with wife and child, Happy birthday Amelie !!) and one where my memory hasnt been too badly impaired, I felt obliged to write about our experiences. I felt obliged because I'm even more in Love with Ibiza now than i have ever been.
As it was a family holiday, and our first proper holiday in a year, relaxing, nice beaches and restaurants were the order of the week, with a couple of nights out thrown in.
Day 1 Saturday 27th.
We arrived on saturday the 27th June by ferry from Denia, the boat arrived on time at 12.30pm so we headed straight to meet the Villa rental people, as the villa wasnt quite ready we did a spot of supermarket shopping at the Eroski (km 1.5 on the Ibiza-San Jose rd), our meeting point. We then drove the 10 metres to our Villa !
What a location, I was expecting it to be in the middle of nowhere ! Set about 20 metres from the main road, it was far enough not to hear the traffic yet extremely easy to walk to the Eroski or the lovely patisserie (French one, cant remember the name ). Being so near the San Jose road meant easy access for the motorway, so most places were relatively close.
our home for the next week.
After dumping our stuff we decided to head to Talamanca for the afternoon, 5 minutes in the car 8) We were hungry so headed to El Barco for a spot of lunch, we shared a nice salad and a plate of fresh grilled Calamar (the grilled calamar makes several appearances this week) and a couple of nice cold shandies . After a few lazy hours taking in the sun, swimming in the lovely clear water, and making sandcastles we headed back to the villa. After a dip in the pool we cracked open a nice bottle of cava, being quite tired from our early start and long'ish day we decided to stay in, Amelie went to bed around 8.30, then I fired up the bbq and we drank another couple bottles of cava.
Day 2 Sunday 28th.
With it being fathers day the week before, I'd decided to delay it a week and celebrate it how I want while in Ibiza. Not having seen Paco Fernandez yet I decided we'd spend the day at Tropicana in Cala Jondal then head over to Blu Marlin. So after a lovely time spent at Tropicana, playing in the sand and sea , eating well (no Calamar today) and drinking even better (Cava sangria ) we headed to Blu Marlin at around 18.30.
The lucky people on this crappy boat were being ferried to Blu Marlin on the tenders below 8)
There was already a great vibe at the Blu Marlin on our arrival, the parking attendants were already having to direct the traffic into the various parking lots. As we entered it was already very busy, even though Paco's crew were still setting up for him. We grabbed a drink then Amelie (our hyper 2 year old) started to get her grove on, much to the delight of the crowd
Amelie doing the biscuit and pout dance 8)
By about 19.30 it was getting REALLY busy and still no sign of Paco, by this time Amelie was running riot
, she was even playing the instruments !! With the crowds getting bigger, and our turbo charged two year old causing havoc we reluctantly decided to call it a day (Should have called Greg ). Didnt get to see paco play, again, but at least Amelie had a riot, and it was cool to soak up the atmosphere. Next time (september probably) !!
That evening we decided to cook a nice meal back at the villa and chill. Theres nothing nicer than a very cold bottle of white wine accompanied by fresh Lubina on the bbq
Day 3 Monday 29th.
Over breakfast we decided we'd head upto Cala Comte/Conta, we hadnt been for a while, and had forgotten how beautiful it really is, though it was rather busy. Sardines come to mind We ate at the lovely Sill De's Bosc, shared some salad, sardines (appropriate) and yes you guessed it, some lovely grilled Calamar Really enjoyed the meal at S'illa d'en bosc, great setting and lovely food served by friendly staff, highly recommended. Back to the busy beach for a siesta, play in the sea, and a little sun 8)
A packed Comte 8)
After a quick turn around at the villa we headed to Ibiza town for some shopping and a bite to eat. The shopping soon went out of the window, as Amelie our turbo charged two year old soon got bored, and decided to pull items of shelves The wife wasnt happy, my credit card was though (and so was I) !! So we headed to D'alt Villa for some grub, hoping to stop by El olivo, we were dissapointed to find out they are closed mondays , how ridiculous to close on a monday when the season is upon us 
With an ever increasing hyperactive 2 year old in tow, we grabbed a quick bite in the Italian opposite (name anyone), after a nice but quite stressful bruschetta, lasagne, and bottle of vino we decided to head home. Once back and with Amelie fast asleep (finally), we sat outside and drank another couple bottles of vino contemplating wether to give Grego a call. With my Mum due over in two days we decided we could wait. Two good friends were arriving the following morning so we decided ta call it a night.
Day 4 Tuesday 30th.
After a lovely nights sleep (the beds in the villa were amazing) we rose around 9 am, friends were due to land at 11 am, and due to the wifes dissapointing shopping trip the night before, we decided I'd go to the airport with Baby, while she shopped. Sorted !
After collect¡ng our friends then the Mrs we decided to head to Salinas. The new car park directly behind the jockey club is fantastic, €4 for shaded parking only metres from the beach, perfect when you have all the crap that comes with a toddler
We ate a wonderful lunch at the Jockey club, no not Calamar, that makes a return tomorow, we shared the plate of fish 'capricho' and it was !!! It consisted of lovely mussells, succulent large red prawns and the most gorgeous Scallops i've had in a long time It was lovely. We also shared a nice fresh salad, bread and 2 botlles of crisp Rueda White wine 8) It doesnt get any better than this Ok it was just under €40 each, but it was worth every penny.
The thing i notice when in Ibiza in June is how friendly everyone is, obviously its the start of the season and everyone is happy, but apart from one miserable cow in Amnesia (i'll get to that later) everyone was just so nice. It probably also helps that we are a polite buch also
After a few more hours chillin on the beach watching the parades (the subliminal one was the best, and sexiest) and getting some rays, we decided to go to Cap d'es falco for a drink on the way home. Now if you havent been to this place, get your ass down here, preferably at sunset (we couldnt due to little ones bedtime), it is lovely.8) Completely isolated in lovely natural surroundings it is must if you havent been, bedecked with nice large daybeds overlooking the sun setting behind Es Vedra with a nice soundtrack 8) Its also quite easy to find, especially if you're in the area of Es cavallet or Salinas. After drinking a couple of jugs of cava sangria in the baking evening sun we headed home. Not a bad first day for our guests 8)
Cap D'es Falco early evening (with amelie doing her best MJ impression, chamone )
That evening as were still without baby sitter, and were going to go out the following night, we put amelie to bed, had a nice meat and fish BBQ and got very very drunk
In fact I got so drunk (9 empty bottles the next morning) I got lost in the villa, and my friend had to help me to bed
Wednesday 1st july.
Over a decidedly hungover breakfast of fresh croissants (the pattisserie near the Sant Jordi roundabout ??), fruit smoothie and paracetamol, we decided to head to somewhere new, and being in the company of recievers of swollen goods, we chose Es Cavallet.
Wow, what a lovely beach. 8) It was quiet, the sea was calm (which i hear is unusual) and clear torquoise, and the sand a fine white. There were nudists, but not a smany as i thought, maybe that is why it was quite quiet We camped (excuse the pun) in front of El chiringuito (not El chiringay like my firends wanted ), and as soon as we lay down Nicholas our waiter arrived offering beverages, i'm going to like it here 8) !!
After some obligatory sandcastle building, playing in the sea, and a little bit of R' n R' we ordered lunch. And what a lovely Calamar they do, that along with lobster salad, accompanied by the necessary hair of the dog, shandies and cava sangria, it was lovely !! And a not too unreasonable €37 each.
After lunch I got dragged down to the other end of the beach for a walk, and what an eye opener that was, stopping by the ever so friendly Chiringay, we were given free passes for La Troya that evening. I think it must have been the shorts That was tonights shenanigans taken car of then 8)
We left the beach around 6 pm to collect the incoming babysitter After collecting my mum we got ready to go to KM5. This was my first time to KM5, and initial impressions were good, although not blown away. The service was good again, very friendly, and once Amelie started dancing again, well that was it, the staff loved her !! The food was lovely, as was the wine, although the bill was a little steep for what we had. I think they charged us for the fact Niki Lauda was two tables away, and Ivanka Trump and some models were the other side, either way, i think I prefer El Ayoun for that sort of money.
After dinner we dropped of the turbo charged two year old and the babysitter, and went to Ibiza to meet Greg for a beer. Once we arrived in Ibiza we started feeling like letting our hair down properly for the first time in a few days, it was like a weight had been lifted We spent a good hour with El Grego, good to catch up mate Then about 2 am decided to give La Troya a go.
We headed straight to the terrace where it was already in full swing 8) There was a good atmosphere already, the large bar at the end was converted into a big bed with naked people doing naughty'ish things to each other 8) The music was cool, not groundbreaking like, but cool non the less. A mixture of classic re edits, and more recent anthems had the place rocking. 8)
There were trapeze artists, lovely go go dancers, not so lovely go go dancers, drag queens on stilts, the ice cannons, tonnes of confetti, and then there was this funny little thing, She/he was about 4 foot short with the longest eye lashes ever, cropped hair with two very long pigtails, and a false bum covered in a pooh like material, all the while eating crisps in the middle of the dancefloor. It was a little weird but added to the atmosphere.
What a great night I loved it, as did the wife and our friends. The only dampner was a horrendously rude bar girl, apart form her the rest of them were lovely. All in all a great night. Then there was the ride home, the (legal) cabbie thought he was Zack Mayo from an officer and a gentleman (Hey Greg), the guy was a lunatic, as we were all little we thought it was hillarious We finally got home at 6.15 am, the sun was about to rise as was amelie in 2 and a bit hours
TBC
As the title states this is my first ever review. In 5 years of visiting these ever so helpful forums, I was either unable to write a review due to memory loss
or couldnt be bothered typing. I'm not the quickest on the ol' keyboard. But this being my second family holiday (with wife and child, Happy birthday Amelie !!) and one where my memory hasnt been too badly impaired, I felt obliged to write about our experiences. I felt obliged because I'm even more in Love with Ibiza now than i have ever been.As it was a family holiday, and our first proper holiday in a year, relaxing, nice beaches and restaurants were the order of the week, with a couple of nights out thrown in.
Day 1 Saturday 27th.
We arrived on saturday the 27th June by ferry from Denia, the boat arrived on time at 12.30pm so we headed straight to meet the Villa rental people, as the villa wasnt quite ready we did a spot of supermarket shopping at the Eroski (km 1.5 on the Ibiza-San Jose rd), our meeting point. We then drove the 10 metres to our Villa !
What a location, I was expecting it to be in the middle of nowhere ! Set about 20 metres from the main road, it was far enough not to hear the traffic yet extremely easy to walk to the Eroski or the lovely patisserie (French one, cant remember the name ). Being so near the San Jose road meant easy access for the motorway, so most places were relatively close.our home for the next week.
After dumping our stuff we decided to head to Talamanca for the afternoon, 5 minutes in the car 8) We were hungry so headed to El Barco for a spot of lunch, we shared a nice salad and a plate of fresh grilled Calamar (the grilled calamar makes several appearances this week
) and a couple of nice cold shandies . After a few lazy hours taking in the sun, swimming in the lovely clear water, and making sandcastles we headed back to the villa. After a dip in the pool we cracked open a nice bottle of cava, being quite tired from our early start and long'ish day we decided to stay in, Amelie went to bed around 8.30, then I fired up the bbq and we drank another couple bottles of cava.Day 2 Sunday 28th.
With it being fathers day the week before, I'd decided to delay it a week and celebrate it how I want while in Ibiza
. Not having seen Paco Fernandez yet I decided we'd spend the day at Tropicana in Cala Jondal then head over to Blu Marlin. So after a lovely time spent at Tropicana, playing in the sand and sea , eating well (no Calamar today) and drinking even better (Cava sangria ) we headed to Blu Marlin at around 18.30.The lucky people on this crappy boat were being ferried to Blu Marlin on the tenders below 8)
There was already a great vibe at the Blu Marlin on our arrival, the parking attendants were already having to direct the traffic into the various parking lots. As we entered it was already very busy, even though Paco's crew were still setting up for him. We grabbed a drink then Amelie (our hyper 2 year old) started to get her grove on, much to the delight of the crowd
Amelie doing the biscuit and pout dance 8)
By about 19.30 it was getting REALLY busy and still no sign of Paco, by this time Amelie was running riot
, she was even playing the instruments !! With the crowds getting bigger, and our turbo charged two year old causing havoc we reluctantly decided to call it a day (Should have called Greg ). Didnt get to see paco play, again, but at least Amelie had a riot, and it was cool to soak up the atmosphere. Next time (september probably) !!That evening we decided to cook a nice meal back at the villa and chill. Theres nothing nicer than a very cold bottle of white wine accompanied by fresh Lubina on the bbq
Day 3 Monday 29th.
Over breakfast we decided we'd head upto Cala Comte/Conta, we hadnt been for a while, and had forgotten how beautiful it really is, though it was rather busy. Sardines come to mind
We ate at the lovely Sill De's Bosc, shared some salad, sardines (appropriate) and yes you guessed it, some lovely grilled Calamar Really enjoyed the meal at S'illa d'en bosc, great setting and lovely food served by friendly staff, highly recommended. Back to the busy beach for a siesta, play in the sea, and a little sun 8)
After a quick turn around at the villa we headed to Ibiza town for some shopping and a bite to eat. The shopping soon went out of the window, as Amelie our turbo charged two year old soon got bored, and decided to pull items of shelves
The wife wasnt happy, my credit card was though (and so was I) !! So we headed to D'alt Villa for some grub, hoping to stop by El olivo, we were dissapointed to find out they are closed mondays , how ridiculous to close on a monday when the season is upon us With an ever increasing hyperactive 2 year old in tow, we grabbed a quick bite in the Italian opposite (name anyone
), after a nice but quite stressful bruschetta, lasagne, and bottle of vino we decided to head home. Once back and with Amelie fast asleep (finally), we sat outside and drank another couple bottles of vino contemplating wether to give Grego a call. With my Mum due over in two days we decided we could wait. Two good friends were arriving the following morning so we decided ta call it a night. Day 4 Tuesday 30th.
After a lovely nights sleep (the beds in the villa were amazing) we rose around 9 am, friends were due to land at 11 am, and due to the wifes dissapointing shopping trip the night before, we decided I'd go to the airport with Baby, while she shopped. Sorted !
After collect¡ng our friends then the Mrs we decided to head to Salinas. The new car park directly behind the jockey club is fantastic, €4 for shaded parking only metres from the beach, perfect when you have all the crap that comes with a toddler
We ate a wonderful lunch at the Jockey club, no not Calamar, that makes a return tomorow, we shared the plate of fish 'capricho' and it was
!!! It consisted of lovely mussells, succulent large red prawns and the most gorgeous Scallops i've had in a long time It was lovely. We also shared a nice fresh salad, bread and 2 botlles of crisp Rueda White wine 8) It doesnt get any better than this Ok it was just under €40 each, but it was worth every penny.The thing i notice when in Ibiza in June is how friendly everyone is, obviously its the start of the season and everyone is happy, but apart from one miserable cow in Amnesia (i'll get to that later) everyone was just so nice. It probably also helps that we are a polite buch also
After a few more hours chillin on the beach watching the parades (the subliminal one was the best, and sexiest) and getting some rays, we decided to go to Cap d'es falco for a drink on the way home. Now if you havent been to this place, get your ass down here, preferably at sunset (we couldnt due to little ones bedtime), it is lovely.8) Completely isolated in lovely natural surroundings it is must if you havent been, bedecked with nice large daybeds overlooking the sun setting behind Es Vedra with a nice soundtrack 8) Its also quite easy to find, especially if you're in the area of Es cavallet or Salinas. After drinking a couple of jugs of cava sangria in the baking evening sun we headed home. Not a bad first day for our guests 8)
Cap D'es Falco early evening (with amelie doing her best MJ impression, chamone )
That evening as were still without baby sitter, and were going to go out the following night, we put amelie to bed, had a nice meat and fish BBQ and got very very drunk
In fact I got so drunk (9 empty bottles the next morning
) I got lost in the villa, and my friend had to help me to bed Wednesday 1st july.
Over a decidedly hungover breakfast of fresh croissants (the pattisserie near the Sant Jordi roundabout ??), fruit smoothie and paracetamol, we decided to head to somewhere new, and being in the company of recievers of swollen goods, we chose Es Cavallet.
Wow, what a lovely beach. 8) It was quiet, the sea was calm (which i hear is unusual) and clear torquoise, and the sand a fine white. There were nudists, but not a smany as i thought, maybe that is why it was quite quiet
We camped (excuse the pun) in front of El chiringuito (not El chiringay like my firends wanted ), and as soon as we lay down Nicholas our waiter arrived offering beverages, i'm going to like it here 8) !!After some obligatory sandcastle building, playing in the sea, and a little bit of R' n R' we ordered lunch. And what a lovely Calamar they do
, that along with lobster salad, accompanied by the necessary hair of the dog, shandies and cava sangria, it was lovely !! And a not too unreasonable €37 each. After lunch I got dragged down to the other end of the beach for a walk, and what an eye opener
that was, stopping by the ever so friendly Chiringay, we were given free passes for La Troya that evening. I think it must have been the shorts That was tonights shenanigans taken car of then 8)We left the beach around 6 pm to collect the incoming babysitter
After collecting my mum we got ready to go to KM5. This was my first time to KM5, and initial impressions were good, although not blown away. The service was good again, very friendly, and once Amelie started dancing again, well that was it, the staff loved her !! The food was lovely, as was the wine, although the bill was a little steep for what we had. I think they charged us for the fact Niki Lauda was two tables away, and Ivanka Trump and some models were the other side, either way, i think I prefer El Ayoun for that sort of money.After dinner we dropped of the turbo charged two year old and the babysitter, and went to Ibiza to meet Greg for a beer. Once we arrived in Ibiza we started feeling like letting our hair down properly for the first time in a few days, it was like a weight had been lifted
We spent a good hour with El Grego, good to catch up mate Then about 2 am decided to give La Troya a go.We headed straight to the terrace where it was already in full swing 8) There was a good atmosphere already, the large bar at the end was converted into a big bed with naked people doing naughty'ish things to each other 8) The music was cool, not groundbreaking like, but cool non the less. A mixture of classic re edits, and more recent anthems had the place rocking. 8)
There were trapeze artists, lovely go go dancers, not so lovely go go dancers, drag queens on stilts, the ice cannons, tonnes of confetti, and then there was this funny little thing, She/he was about 4 foot short with the longest eye lashes ever, cropped hair with two very long pigtails, and a false bum covered in a pooh like material, all the while eating crisps in the middle of the dancefloor. It was a little weird
but added to the atmosphere.What a great night I loved it, as did the wife and our friends. The only dampner was a horrendously rude bar girl, apart form her the rest of them were lovely. All in all a great night. Then there was the ride home, the (legal) cabbie thought he was Zack Mayo from an officer and a gentleman (Hey Greg
), the guy was a lunatic, as we were all little we thought it was hillarious We finally got home at 6.15 am, the sun was about to rise as was amelie in 2 and a bit hours TBC
that was when the hangover kicked in !! I dont know what it is, wether its because i'm a parent now with responsibilities, or what ? But I just cant lie in anymore, gone are the days I could stay in bed until late in the afternoon 
We took our normal possition next to the bar by the stairs, even there you were getting jostled and pushed about 
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