On days like this, cloudy with bouts of drizzling rain, it’s good to remember: winter isn’t coming. In fact, it’s fleeting.
While the forecast for this weekend is more of the same here in Madrid, these digital archives of Ibiza speak differently. Sun and spring (though in real island time it was fall).
In the meantime, I’m off to La Rioja. Why? Wine and pintxos (a northern Spain lexicon for tapas) abound! As the winner of the 2012 Gastronomic Capital of Spain, Logroño shouldn’t disappoint.
Go during the off-season and experience another island. In early November the sea still enchants, but with more locals and less party animals. My other advice, get out! If I could do one thing differently, I’d rent a car and see more. The island begs to be driven. Just like I’m currently begging (internally) to return.