Picnic anyone?

It's not so bad not having furniture, means it's much easier to have picnics on your livingroom floor. 

Sunrise is the new sunset

I've entered a new phase. This phase is all about sunrises (may have something to do with winter approaching and sunrises becoming late enough to catch!!). This photo is taken from my (new) bedroom window at 7am this morning. Beautiful eh?!

Another b-day party

Back at the "big house", and the brothers made sure it was a good one, providing excellent tunes and BBQ'd mini-animals. Was a lovely evening, albeit ended up being pretty wet, with most of the party participants ending up in the pool, fully clothed... that's how they do things in Beefa 'parently.

Today I'm giving an ol' dream another chance of being fulfilled as we head out to try and catch the fullmoon rise from the ocean. Some of you will remember that we tried, and failed, in March. Better luck and all that and will let you know how I go.

And Happy Birthday Maria!!!

Happy birthday me!!

Ibiza decided to rain on my birthday, at least in the morning, and when it rains here it really really rains... So the place we meant to have my birthday lunch at was pretty much rained out (it was a scary sight seeing cars trying to make their way up the hill in the mud, skipping and sliding). Anyway, I'm happy about it cause we ended up going somewhere else where I had one of the top 3 meals I've had on the island. It was so good people were fighting over the food.

 

Gone shopping

Oups, has it really been over a month?!? Well, time flies and all... I did manage to squeeze in some nice times in London and back home in Sweden. I took my adorable nieces shopping. Seriously... cute... or what? I'm now back in Ibiza spending some time as a pretend business consultant for the world-renowned chef of La Grande Bouffe (check out his blog about rhubarb Rhubarb, rhubarb, rhubarb)... There's only so much beaching and yoga one can do without going a little bit bonkers.

Best landlord(ess) ever

This lovely selection of local produce is what awaited me when back on the island. The figs are absolutely bursting and the eggs are scary yellow :-).

Yoga retreat

I'm just back in Ibiza after a (re)treat of a week with an amazing yoga teacher / woman. We did 6 hours of yoga and meditation a day (don't ask how we got it in), it was exhausting, but great and I learned so much that I now intend to implement on a daily basis... In addition, I got to hang out, eat well, enjoy great sunsets and nice walks. My tent (below) was nice, but oh so hot in the daytime, so any napping had to take place in my hammock. Met loads of nice yoginis (16 to be precise) as well, and one yogi (I trust he felt well taken care of last week).