Ibiza…You Stole My Heart

With your indigo water and brown sugar sand. Beautiful people and topless beaches. Sidewalk cafes and caffé latte. Sailboats tucked into tranquil coves. Hippy markets and drum circles. Lush vegetation and cobblestone walkways. Swanky taverns and exotic eateries. Sophisticated art galleries and sheek boutiques. Gothic Catalan buildings adorning the cliffs. Local artisans peddling goods on rolling carts. Your massive yacht marina graced with floating palaces. Your fashionable international tourists. Tiny shops brimming with bohemian bags, flowy skirts, and pom-pom tassled sandals. And of course, your irreverent discotheques packed with patrons drowning in spirits and electronic beats.

But alas…it is yours. I’ll let you keep it.

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