Ibiza; Thursday, 18 February, 2016
As I’d suspected the flight wasn’t particularly full and I had the whole row of seats to myself so I was quite comfortable for the flight down to the Med.
Arriving on time it was a quick journey through the airport and out to make the half hourly bus into town with a couple of minutes to spare. That dropped me off a couple of minutes’ walk from the hotel and by the time I reached it check-in was open so I was able to get straight into my room, drop off my stuff and head on out into Ibiza Town for some sightseeing.
I headed across town into the Dalt Vila, the old walled city that dominates the natural harbour and this part of the island back to the Phoenician times.
You can walk all the way around the walls of the Dalt Vila from where there are excellent views, and it’s an excellent way to get some exercise as the walls rise impressively between bastions wrapping its way up the hill.
I stopped off at one of the bastions where there was an exhibition on the building of the walls, which I was able to look around before it closed for the evening. However, it was clear everything else would be closed by the time I reached any of the other museums or the Cathedral, so I just continued walking around the walls and exploring some of the small lanes of the old town.
After several hours up in the Dalt Vila I descended back down into the growing gloom and had a quick wander around the harbour area before heading back to the hotel to freshen up.
I hadn’t seen many restaurants, or even sign of restaurants when I’d been walking round, and I was quite tired from an afternoon of climbing up fortifications, so I cheated and headed down to the hotel’s restaurant for dinner as soon as it opened at 8:30 before having an early night
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