Ibiza, an island notorious for partying and clubbing only seemed like the appropriate spring break destination for a group of girls in our 20-somethings phase. When we arrived on the island, we found out the clubs are closed for their “winter season,” so we took the opportunity to soak up rays with the sound of the Mediterranean waves crashing in the distance.
The island is divided into different neighborhoods, the Italian, the Spanish and the British. As soon as we arrived, it was evident we were in the British neighborhood due to the signs boasting “english breakfast” and “rugby sports bar”. While Ibiza wasn’t culturally expansive for me, I owe it a ‘thank you’ for my tan.