Sitting here now in my cold flat, Ibiza last summer seems a million years ago.
This was our view every night, either sitting in Mambo's drinking cocktails, or when we couldn't quite bare to spend 13Euro's on a drink sitting on the rocks with 2Euro cartons of Sangria.
The sunsets are magical in Ibiza, not just because of their amazing beauty, but because as the sun goes down the lazy days end and party time begins. I get a little ball of excitement in my stomach just looking at the picture.
How I miss it. Two amazing care free weeks, with my best friends in the world. Happy days.