When Ingrid came to Ibiza she truly got a unique experience.
Ibiza and the mainland suffered the worst December in 35 years. Water gushing down once dry river beds. A valley of almond trees up to their knees in water. Ancient towers and walls collapsing.
Luckily it was Ingrid as my Soul Island companion, because she embraced the situation completely. Despite the almighty downpour we had an amazing four days together. Everyday we were chasing the sun.
Please, view her post.