On a high stool in Wauna’s Bar, a crop-haired betrousered dowager listened enraptured as a bearded youth in an ankle length silk green gown serenaded her on the flute. Enrique snapped a photo and was rewinding his camera when a menacing crowd gathered. "Go home, Squares!" someone growled. "The Seventh Invasion of Ibiza. First the Phoenicians, the Greeks, the Carthaginians and the Romans, then the Catalans, the Moors and finally…these!"
If Ibiza is a global favorite with savvy travellers – and the height of aspiration for the would-be – it's obviously because it's an enchanting white island where natural wonders abound. And they don't fade into hibernation just because it's winter and the hectic crowds have jumped ship from Europe's Party Central!