The White Island

I had never seen Eivissa before and I already knew I would have loved it; soon as you leave the airport and start walking the lovely streets of downtown and of the historic center you feel dazed: so full of smells, tastes and people from all over the world. Strange and normal, peaceful and chaotic at the same time, exactly like me. The White Island is a marvelous place where the compressed atmosphere suddenly spreads pure magic in the air, like a big soap bubble when it breaks in the sky! The beautiful hues of sunsets and the turquoise color of the sea give a sweet sense of peace that supplies the energy to face with the crazy endless nightlife…

L’ISOLA BIANCA

Non avevo mai visto Ibiza prima e già sapevo che l’avrei amata; appena lasci l’aeroporto e cominci a camminare per le adorabili stradine del centro e del centro storico ti senti subito frastornato: così piena di odori, sapori e persone da tutte le parti del mondo. Strana e normale, tranquilla e caotica allo stesso tempo, proprio come me. L’isola bianca è un posto meraviglioso dove un’atmosfera compressa all’improvviso diffonde nell’aria pura magia, come una grande bolla di sapone nel momento in cui scoppia nel cielo! Le bellissime tonalità dei tramonti e il turchese del mare donano un dolce senso di pace che regala l’energia necessaria per affrontare la folle notte senza fine…

“Living like a hobo
Like a Spanish lobo
Ibiza is still on my mind
Different places every day
Every time a different way
To choose to be on the loose
I’ve never met people like my friends from Wonderland
Such a crazy band like my friends from Wonderland”

Sandy Marton




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