Well as we thought, we were fine tucked away in the Benirass forest. While the first storm we have experienced on the island went on, we slept all snuggled in the forest..maybe not the best place for a storm but we certainly weren't high up and there were rolling hills nearby. Anyway taking respite in the cooler evening was a luxury actually.
We have woken this morning to a muggy, overcast day, so we are just chilling out in the van until we get the ferry later. We will probably call past and see the caves near Benirass on the way out if the rain holds.
Last night the drums were cool. People partied on the beach and generally enjoyed themselves. I am sure they would still have been going to the early hours, but we made it to 1am ish, before deciding we couldn't face anymore beer.
21:00
Currently sat watching the storm with a beer at Cala Comte. Let me explain why this doesn't say Valencia.
We headed off through San Antonio to find a fresh baguette so we could have a sandwich on the ferry. 6 supermarkets later and I found one (after being offered chips instead at 5 others). Reaffirms what we thought about this place...these tourists would rather eat chips. Meh. We also had a van pass us flashing and beeping on our way out...thinking we had done something wrong, we quickly realised it was daddy steve and his friend vita saying hi lol.
Anyways, we got to the port at San Antonio for when it was supposed to open at 4pm. Parked and headed in to collect our tickets. Acciona was still closed while Baleria was bustling with people. Maybe the other guys are finishing their brew we thought, let's give them 15 minutes....still no sign. While christian walked around the terminal to see if we should be somewhere else I went to see the tourist information lady. The conversion went something like this:
Me: hola, habla ingles?
Lady: yes.
Me: we have a ferry today from here at 6.30 today. Is the acciona office opening do you know please?
Lady: oh dear. Its cancelled.
Me: shit. *hyperventilating*
Lady: hold on, I will try and help and find someone from acciona.
Me: shit. *hyperventilating*
Lol.
So, with reassurance all would be ok from christian we waited for the guy to open. When he finally did, we approached with our most vacant expression. His response was the same, its cancelled. Can you go tomorrow from ibiza Town? Our response had to be yes, of course, so off we trotted with confirmation that we can go tomorrow...on a slower ferry.. along with our compensation form.
To be fair, we dont mind another night here...we don't care if we never leave.
22:00
Since I last wrote we have left the van and are watching a band, comparing stories with steve. I still don't care if we never leave.
00:48
The storm has slowly caught up..been counting down between lightning and thunder and its quite close now..internet left for ten mins..but its proper chucking it down..strangely nice sat in the van watching the fork lightning out at sea with thunder blowing about rattling the van inbetween the raw.
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