On our way back from Ibiza Mark and I stopped in Manchester for two nights to recover and squeeze in a bit more time with our friends. Weeks before I had excitedly flipped through the Manchester section in Lonely Planet in anticipation of our weekend there. I looked forward to seeing Old Trafford, putting on a…

For my final Ibiza post, I wanted to share my lasting impressions and ideas about an island that was previously shrouded in mystery for me. However, I wouldn’t dare call myself an insider after a mere one week trip. I can’t tell you the most beautiful beaches, since I only saw a few. I can’t tell…

I always knew Ibiza was a nightlife capital of the world. Beyond that, I was clueless and found myself scouring the internet before I left trying to figure out where to go, what I should wear, and how much I should expect to spend. (Answers: everywhere, not much, and more than you ever thought possible.) After…

So I’m bending the rules a bit again for this week’s Photo of the Week. I think you’ll agree it’s worth it. Week 10 of my Photo of the Week project will go down in history as being the week I finally saw a whale shark! I’m going to write much more about this unreal experience…

I confess, when I slid my certification cards across the counter at Arenal Diving, I was only doing it to add another country to my dive list (I’m up to six, but who’s counting?). I wasn’t expecting to be blown away by the scuba diving in Ibiza, and at 47 euros I was spending quite a…

Ibiza has always lived in my mind as a mythical island full of beautiful, trendy people partying all night in world-class nightclubs and lounging all day on sun drenched, blue water beaches. So when some of Mark’s friends asked us to join them on a holiday to Spain during my six weeks in Scotland, we jumped…