ibiza, spain
other tramps and trampings...
after connecting with the lovely, johnnis lunow (elliot's aunt), i wandered into the metropolitan areas of eivissa town whereupon i met some kindred hearted travelers waiting out the sun's midday heat under some shade in the plaza del parque. we got jugglers, musicians, poi-fire dancers, magicians...basically a bunch of cool looking girls and guys who look like they were all braveheart extras. the dreadlock mullet is humming over here...
anyway, i meet pablo and maru...two kids in their early twenties from the canerie islands on their summer break. they are beautiful together and totally in love. over the course of the next few days everytime i looked at them i would hear the guitar seagulls from don henley's classic song, "boys of summer". turns out, pablo is a rockclimber. we share jubilation for a few seconds and then he drops mad science on me about some great spots to climb here in abiza...
atlantis y es vedra
over the next few days we organize a camping and climbing trip with a few other transients from ibiza's beach squatting summer sub-culture. the excitement brewing during the bus ride away from the noisy city, and the hike into another part of the island quickly turned to gasping amazement as we arrived at the zenith of our trail to see these epic land masses rising out of the ocean.
this is es vedra and people talk about the "energy being really good here" - nostradomas purportedly talked about it, too...something about this being the place to be when the end of world comes. no shit, sherlock. who wouldn't want to be?
anyway, we find an amazing place to call home for next several days underneath a giant boulder on the edge of the land and sea.it is here where we sleep in til 10, prepare humble potpurri meals of rice and anything else we can find to mix in, scratch ourselves like cavemen, and of course, conduct spanish/english lessons like a pack of oxford dons. this is all interrupted by occasional exploratory excursions, swims, siestas, scratching faces and figures into sand cliffs, and fantastic ocean bouldering - of which the pictures speak for themselves.
ah yeah...
alex finds his way while tio pibo coaches from the drink
pablo is very laid back...except when he's climbing. then he's more like a pissed off lion.
"yarrrrgh."
pay it forward
a few days into our trip, we ran out of water and tio pibo and i volunteered to hitch hike back to the nearest town to obtain el jugo de vida. liquid gold, man. enter, david and laura from valencia, spain...another couple sojourning and laughing their way through life.david just returned from 6 months in india where he was studying reiki, yoga, and thai massage.
he has an old converted van/home. it was very comfortable to go to the store in. i am putting a picture of them here b/c they are real live examples of people who are kind, happy, and loving life without having much money at all. also, because they embody a musing of one of their fellow spainards -pablo picasso, when he said, "i am constantly doing that which i cannot do, in order that i may learn to do it." amen. not only did david and laura give pibo and i a ride to the store, they turned around and gave us a lift back to trail into atlantis...which was totally out of their way and totally a blessing to us as the sun was in a bad mood that day. keep learning, guys...keep loving.
a few more pics...