Ibiza, the most beloved island, breathe now, already, finally relaxed...
The sky is bluer, higher, more celestial, with pure fresh air from the carob trees and the sea.
Happy, you see the people who arrive yearning to breathe this delicious aroma of freedom.
These past two years were a treacherous and most lowly blow for our lives, for the economy of this island that depends on tourism, economically yes, but not only for the money, but the island, as a woman, needs to be invaded. kindly, that they penetrate her with adorable news, that bring her news, culture, love.
And that was taken from us by the unfortunate pandemic.
But it ended, (I think we can say that we defeated it, as human beings always overcome all viruses, pests and miseries, with overwhelming joy of living, with ingenuity and a desire that is difficult to stop) and we are left with the good that did not leave the damn bug; cleaner beaches, a delicious air that had not been savored for more than forty years, an atmosphere of resurrection, of gratitude before the miracle of a living being, and materially, a reduction of the excessive supply, a purification of the address in the hotel establishments, which for the first time have internalized that the customer is what feeds them, the customer is the king and they have renounced (we pray forever) to treat it as mere figures that can be manipulated at their convenience, in addition to the new roads Once opened, there is a contradiction that the number of motorized vehicles has been reduced, many rent-a-cars are closed and enrollment in the Traffic offices has been reduced.
With sadness we saw how small restaurants, original, cute, exclusive due to the carefulness of their offer, have possibly disappeared forever (sniff, sniff). Splendid jewels of art!
But there is a lot of good news; Our English faithful have arrived who brings to the island their joy of philosophical nonchalance, their mentality of free and daring innovation, and why not say it, their super adaptable acceptance of the conditions of places like SanAntonio Portmany, Playa den Bossa or Marina Botafoch that They have been invaded by surrogates from other European locations (we hope they have not been completely taken away from them yet.)
The beautiful Swedish sisters arrive, and sometimes they bring their husbands and their children, because Ibiza treats children gently, they are not mere tourists; They transfer their elegant culture to us, the friendly, compliant and carefree Germans and Germans also arrive, they come to work from all over Europe, Romania, Russia, South America and Central America, people are mixing with us, and now we no longer suffer any danger of consanguinity; Please dont stop this beneficial invasion.
Through space the escort girls navigate that will give us back the libido that we had almost renounced, they are expected, they are seeing the exuberant curves of its hills and mountains, its inlets to make love between sands and junipers, descending towards the runway after drilling through the juicy white clouds.
The joy on the island explodes in incredible colors, and it also arrives in boats and planes from which we see the adorable youth of the scort disembark, the whores who honor us with their beauty, experts in the enjoyment of erotic love that is the ritual that this feminine island auspicious with devotion.
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