OK, so here's the thing. Some people on the cruise would almost kill for this little piece of paper:
Us? We said WTF????? How in the heck...?????
The next day, we called at Ibiza. Sailing in, we noticed an area perched on top of the hill that reminded us of Eze in France.
Ashore, we joined an excursion that took us up there to walk through the area and down the hill to the fisherman's village.
It's not really a fisherman's village anymore, it's a tourist trap. Ibiza is a popular tourist destination due to its well-known and nightclub based nightlife. The amount of people coming and going around the ferry dock was staggering.
The guide said that the tourist season is about April to October. After that, half of the place shuts down and all that's left is Spanish pensioners.
Next stop, Cartagena. We made it into a sea day and waited to get into Malaga for our next mission. There, we hot-footed it ashore for Marcona almonds and dried figs. It isn't Spain if we don't have those! After Malaga, we headed for Portimao, Portual. We'd never seen the Algarve area, so we took a bus ride-around to check it out. We always suspected that we would not like the Algarve very much and our suspicions were confirmed. It's got some redeeming qualities if you're really into beaches.
A day at sea brought us to Funchal, Madeira and our last chance for Portuguese goodies. We walked into town for Rissois and custard tarts and returned with more candy (oh, the candy that was in our suite by this time!) and a bottle of Madeira.
