Let’s start with the good:
Now I know what you’re thinking as soon as you read the word Ibiza. Brits abroad, fluro, dance music, up all night, clubs, dj’s, parties…the list goes on, and you wouldn’t be wrong but there is so much more to this beautiful Balearic Island. I visited in May 2011 so the season was just starting, it wasn’t too busy but busy enough to enjoy.
The weather was a perfect mid 20’s, the all inclusive deal we got was too cheap to pass up and my hotel room had an incredible view over the beach. Like most I indulged in the club scene (how can you not) but the rest of the time we mainly spent our evenings in Ibiza town which is a bustling cute place full of fantastic restaurants, bars and shops (and the odd cross dresser). Our days were either spent on the beach sipping cocktails, dancing at Bora Bora or exploring Ibiza castle and the town. This island has so much to offer that we didn’t even scratch the surface. I can’t wait to go back to discover the hippy village on a Wednesday, the island of Formentera just a short boat ride away and explore more of the beautiful island on a quad.
Don’t just think this is a mecca for clubbers, it is a gorgeous Spanish island with turquoise waters and plenty of activities for people that actually like to sleep at night!
My original post about Incredible Ibiza is here
Now the bad ‘surprising’ which does happen sometimes when you are travelling!
Zanzibar – Tanzania
After a 10 day over landing trip through Kenya and Tanzania I was dying to get to the beach on Zanzibar island. After seeing pictures of the bright blue water and reading lots of positives things about the place I was really looking forward to it. Zanzibar was awful to say the least, from the moment we got there until we left it was a totally exhausting and uninspiring experience. The beach was stunning but you couldn’t leave your stuff on the beach because it would get stolen (towel and all). We wanted to go diving/snorkelling and unless you were Italian you couldn’t go and book through the resort because they only accepted Italians. The weather was ‘too bad’ so we couldn’t go snorkelling but I basically think they were too lazy to take us out. We were there for new years eve. The place was swarming with ‘beach boys’ who like to prey on women and ‘police’ dishing out all sorts of fines.
In Stone town which is supposed to be the tourist destination of the island I felt completely out of place. I covered up as it was a Muslim island and all the men and women looked at me in a really odd way and I felt horribly uncomfortable and awkward. The hotel tried to charge us even though we had paid and our room was swarming with mozzies (thank goodness for that malaria medication we were on).
We did a ‘turtle experience’ trip which was also horrendous, it stated that the turtles were in a ‘tidal lagoon’, it was basically a pond and that it was natural and they would interact where need be, They would basically rub themselves against you until you gave them food and then they would swim a metre away because that’s as far as they could get. It was pretty sad and a total rip off.
Even though we had a beautiful beach and the company was great to me Zanzibar was a little tainted.
Any way there’s the good and the bad surprises!