Exploring West Ibiza, the party island.

It has been a long time since I've published photos of our adventure! I usually love mixing video and photography on our blog, but the crazy winds of the Med have gotten the best of my schedule. Finding time to sit down by my laptop has proven more difficult than I would have wanted, but I am happy to be back here with pictures of our stay in Western Ibiza!After a week in Formentera, we arrived in Ibiza well over a month ago. At that time, Ryan was experiencing the first signs of Mediterranean anchoring anxiety and wasn't sure where exactly we would land on the party island.  As opposed to Formentera, where neighborhoods are sparse and houses are discreet, Ibiza's villas are big and can be seen from the sea. I spent a lot of my time around Ibiza with binoculars, scouting houses for me and Ryan's retirement ;) After a few hours of navigations, Ryan decided to call an audible, and we turned right to check out the lovely anchorage of Porroig, on the West coast of Ibiza.  Porroig is a place where the Posidonia seaweed grows and thrives, so anchorage is restricted. There are mooring buoys that boats can book from June, but we were early in the season and didn't think they'd even be installed.This is a photo of the Posidonia seaweed under our boat in Porroig. The biggest and healthiest settlement we've seen so far!To our surprise, the Posidonia mooring buoys had been set, and a few boats were already using them. We had never picked up a mooring buoy before, and the operation may or may not have involved a little bit of tension between me and Ryan ;)But after a few trials and some help from a nearby sailboat, we finally managed to get ourselves hooked to the ball, and could fully appreciate Porroig's beauty.  The next day, we decided to go to land and find ourselves a way to get to Ibiza town. We weren't going to sail directly to the city, since marinas are so expensive.A night at a marina in Ibiza costs from 60€ for our 12 meters boat, which is way more than what we are willing to pay for direct shore access.  So we hopped in a cab in Porroig, and half an hour later, we were in the party town!   We were very impressed by how lovely the old town of Ibiza city is, and the views offered by a short walk up the fortification.  The old city is a white maze of traditional Spanish houses, with splashes of colors in the form of palm trees and flowers.    We thoroughly enjoyed our afternoon spent wandering the streets of the old town, before heading back into the city....  ... where we found signs of what we actually expected of Ibiza:   Surp Surprisingly, Ryan wasn't into shopping that day ;) I had this fantasy that I would go out to a club in Ibiza and party like I was 19 again. But I am not 19 anymore, and having to buy a ticket costing between 50€ and 100€ just to get in a club achieved to turn me off the idea.I justified it by reminding myself that when I was 19, I did not have 50 to 100€ to spend in tickets to the club, and my experience of Ibiza's nightlife stopped at the doors of the crazy clothing stores of the city ;)   We still enjoyed our little onshore expedition to the city immensely, so if you plan to sail the area, make sure you don't miss it!