Archive for September, 2011

Ibiza- arrival 2011

Friday, September 9th, 2011

It’s always special to arrive here and this year was no exception, I was quite emotional,
it has to be said I was even a bit teary and when we flew over the old fort I felt at home.
Steping off the plane onto the tarmac at Evissa airport is unique, the smell is particular.
A Balmy night brings a mix of jet fuel and the waft of the salt panes at Salines to create
in me a very happy feeling and the smile on my face is impossible to miss.
I thought of my first night last year…
Met at the airport and wisked off in a Mercedes straight to the beach where I was inserted behind
the decks with one of my heros: Sasha, and was handed a Magnum of Verve Champagne.
” Welcome to Evissa!!! ”
This year the polar opposite, Picked up in a yellow bus, (a merc actually but that’s beside the point)
and not so much whisked as plodded over to the far side of the Island and driven out to a desert
point, which happens to be my favourite spot on the Island, if not earth.
A smoke then a midnight swim to wash the rest of the world away where it will stay for the next
six weeks, far far away from this magic Island.
No Verve, cheap Rum would have to do and it did, the Hierbas will wait till sunset tomorrow.
I thought it might be nice to relive my first season in Ibiza where I camped with the hippies
while getting to know the place and it seems what was only meant to be a day or two might
turn into two weeks before I get busy working. Living the simple life but this is what I see when
I open the tent flap…. you see why there is no hurry right?
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And instead of TV after a hard day( I never saw the attraction) This is what we turn onto.
The best sunsets I have ever witnessed and there is always good people out here on
what feels like the end of the earth watching our life force leave us in the cool for another evening.
Cala Conta is the name of this place, or Cala Contita to be precise and all my amigos from
last year are waiting to watch my first sunset with me, It was a good one too.
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So this is where I am at for now, Living like an Ibizan hippy but the music will soon
call to me no doubt about it, first I need to clear my mind of it’s garbage then I will
really feel it good. Big Love everybody. DJ ShaneSoS ( Ibiza Gypsy )

French plates

Saturday, September 3rd, 2011

mmmmmmmmmmmmm Paris……….mmmmmmmm Foie gras……….. mmmm
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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La duree’s take on Crab on Toast
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Petite breakfast
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Lunch
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Dinner….leftovers?
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The best Olive Oil in France…..merci Pierre & Edite
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Okay so now I go to IbiZa to Dance, Fast, Spin, Swim, paddle and loose all this Fat!

The House that Jacques built.

Friday, September 2nd, 2011

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For those that know me even just a little you will know of my deep love for the ocean,
the truth is I don’t think I could live well without the sea,in fact without the sea I doubt
life on earth would even exist at all. The sea gives us so much, she is one of humanities most
precious resources. As a child I remember falling in love with the sea from a very early age,
and I remember also a man who introduced me more to the deep blue also at a very young age.
This man I know introduced many many people all over the world to the sea.
He was so very captivating, so passionate and of course so very French.
I am talking about Jacques Cousteau and as I write this I am sitting on his terrace looking out to the
blue waters of the Cote d’Azur which he loved so much.
I feel very honoured to be staying for few days in the house he built and now that he has left this
planet I am reminded of how life is short, life is precious, as precious as the Oceans of our Home.
So I want to introduce you to my host, my new friend and Jacques grandaughter Celine.
As passionate as her grandfather who taught her to dive, Celine is making a difference, a difference
we all need to support. She is telling the world stories that need to be told. From only the timespan
of two generations we have really hurt our mother earth.
Jacques Cousteau introduced us to the mysteries of the Ocean, his grandaughter Celine is now trying to Save it.
Get on board the new Calypso and be thankful we still have a sea with mysteries still swimming with us.
Celine Cousteau-Visit
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