Friday Five: Sangria etc.

Let's be clear; the 'etc.' is Aperol Spritz. Cousin Rachael introduced us to it on Ibiza, and we are very grateful. The first night we arrived in Ibiza, we were very tired and jet-lagged, not to mention temperature-shocked (having arrived from winter in Canberra), so we had an evening of soft lights, sea smells, island sounds, and the taste of Aperol Spritz. Delightful.

One day on our island trip, we took a ferry to Formentera, where we hired e-bikes (the first time I have ever ridden one) and pedalled about the place to see a lighthouse (obviously) and have lunch. Lunch was accompanied by a jug of Sangria, which seemed appropriate. One can get white or red sangria, the white being ' a modern take on the classic sangria' and made with white wine - preferrably dry - and usually slightly less heavy in alcohol volume - the perfect midway beverage on a bike ride. 

Apparently that's Tenerife

After we'd returned the bikes (with some elementary Spanish sorting out the fact that we'd lost the ticket but still wanted our deposit back - thanks, Cousin Rachael), we tried out the Aperol Spritz at the ferry terminal while waiting to embark.

Another day; another form of transport. We negotiated buses to Ibiza Town, where Him Outdoors had to register for the race, and Cousin Rachael and I touristed about the place and drank jugs of sangria in the Old Town.

Back down in the poncy bit, we paid far too much for a jug of the white sangria, but the location and company were very pleasant, and we didn't really mind.