Sailing to Formentera

Sailing to Formentera

Today was probably my favourite day of the whole holiday.

We’d planned to go to David Guetta’s legendary F*** Me I’m Famous set, but unfortunately all tickets had sold out well over a month before our trip! Alas, we found a way. You just have to book your tickets along with a trip on the Pacha 67 Sailboat.

Having woken up feeling particularly hungover, we weren’t too keen on the idea of spending half of our day aboard a boat. But oh my goodness, I’m glad we went.


Having caught a taxi from our hotel to beautiful Ibiza Town with very little time to spare, we found our boat!

With all the sunbeds onboard already bagged, we perched on the sides of the boat, ready to take in the views as we left the harbour.





Still feeling a little delicate, we soon had to head into the boat to lie down – neither of us really fancied spending the rest of the journey with our heads overboard!

Sadly this meant no jumping out into the turquoise waters below, but after a little nap, we soon felt better.

We pulled inshore towards the beautiful island of Formentera, where we transferred to a smaller dinghy boat to take across to the beach by the most ridiculously good-looking captain.


The water is an incredible colour palette of turquoise, blue, and green. No photos could ever do it justice, it’s definitely something to be appreciated in the flesh so book your flights…


We tiptoed across the hot sand to a nearby cafe-restaurant, full to the brim of locals gossiping and enjoying the fresh fish caught that day. Grabbing a nearby table, we soaked up the sun with a icy drink and listened to the Spanish chatter.


After we cooled off, we went to explore the rest of the tiny island. Locals zoomed past on mopeds, and families splashed in the warm waters.





It really is the most breathtaking island, and one I’ll remember. We spent the hours we had left sunbathing, floating in the sea, and laughing about the things we’d seen whilst travelling the thousands of miles we have together over the past few years. A perfect afternoon.


It was soon time to head back to the sailboat.


Feeling the hot rays upon my skin, listening to the chilled house being played from the on-deck DJ, cutting through waves across the Mediterranean sea, I couldn’t help but wonder what I’d done to deserve such an amazing day!


Of course, this song¬†just had to be blasted out much to everyone’s enjoyment.



As we sailed slowly but surely back to the Ibiza Town harbour, the sun twinkled. We had a look round the pretty little town, before sipping sangria and nibbling tapas at a harbourside restaurant before heading back to the hotel for another crazy night.

Make sure you add Formentera to your travel bucket list – you really won’t regret it.


I’m Laura, a roaming blonde who recently made the leap from my home in the Cotswolds, UK to be based across the pond in Vancouver, BC for a brand new job and plenty of adventures.

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