MAN IN SAN AN by Martin Makepeace

Ibiza isn’t immune to the migration issues happening all over Europe. On Monday 2nd March at around 3pm, what should have been an ordinary afternoon at the Pare Morey youth centre in Sa Coma, the former army barracks opposite Hiper Centro, turned into chaos.

A mass fight involving 28 minors erupted inside the facility, prompting an immediate response from the Guardia Civil. Initial attempts to contain the situation were handled by the centre’s own security staff, but the scale of the violence quickly escalated.

A female staff member was injured while trying to separate the youths. She suffered arm trauma and remained under hospital observation Monday night.

Those involved included both unaccompanied migrant minors and other children under the guardianship of the Ibiza Island Council. According to island officials, the situation inside the facility has been “critical” for some time.

The numbers tell the story: Official capacity: 44 places – 16 in the initial reception unit and 28 in the residential unit. Current residents: 109 minors of which 60 are unaccompanied migrant minors. That’s more than double its intended capacity.

Officials say the number of minors under protection has multiplied nearly fivefold in recent years. More than half are young migrants arriving by small boats.

The migration pressure shows no sign of slowing. Ibiza and Formentera closed 2025 facing an unprecedented migration crisis, with over 3,100 migrants intercepted during the year.

Formentera had 2,683 arrivals and Ibiza 482 arrivals and 2026 has started much the same. Since January, 468 migrants have arrived in 27 boats the latest intercepted this past Saturday with 32 people on board.

That vessel was one of three reported missing last week, according to the NGO Caminando Fronteras. Among those rescued were three women and two babies of sub-Saharan origin who had departed from Algeria on January 22. After being intercepted by maritime rescue services, they were able to contact their families.

Why Ibiza Bears the Weight?

Although many boats are intercepted near Formentera, Ibiza serves as the main port base. As a result, migrant minors are transferred to Ibiza and fall under the direct responsibility of the island council – placing enormous strain on facilities like Pare Morey.

The outcome is a system stretched beyond design limits. Overcrowded buildings, overworked professionals, rising tensions.

Monday’s fight wasn’t an isolated incident. It was a symptom.

Ibiza is not only facing mounting migration arrivals – it is confronting the social and logistical consequences of a child protection system operating far beyond its capacity.

The real question now isn’t what happened on Monday. It’s how long the system can hold before something bigger breaks.

FINALLY! After nearly 20 years of delays, debates and the occasional island-wide eye roll, the Parador de Ibiza has officially opened its doors.

And this time, it’s not “opening soon”. It’s open.

For those of us who’ve walked past scaffolding in Dalt Vila for years, the ceremony felt part celebration, part relief, part quiet disbelief. The building that became a running joke has finally become a hotel.

Vicent Marí: “A Reference Point at National and International Level”

The President of the Ibiza Island Council, Vicent Marí, didn’t hold back on the significance.

He described the Parador as “of great importance for the tourism promotion strategy” of Ibiza, part of a clear push toward “quality and diversification.”

More pointedly, he reminded everyone this is the first and only Parador in the Balearics, saying he’s convinced it will become “a reference point at national and international level.”

That’s a strong claim.

But politically, it makes sense. This isn’t just a hotel opening for Marí, it’s a statement. Ibiza can do heritage. Ibiza can do cultural positioning. Ibiza can be more than a summer headline.

He also emphasised the archaeological and patrimonial work carried out during the restoration, calling the building “emblematic” and highlighting its privileged setting within Ibiza’s UNESCO World Heritage site.

In other words: this wasn’t just a refurb. It was preservation with a price tag.

Rafa Triguero: “A Long-Awaited Reality”

Ibiza’s mayor, Rafa Triguero, struck a slightly more grounded tone.

He called the opening “a long-awaited reality” and was quick to acknowledge that this project spans political colours and administrations. “In a project of this complexity, what has been decisive has not been one specific stage,” he said, “but continuity, work and the accumulated effort of many people over time.”

Translation: no one’s claiming sole credit.

Triguero also focused on what this means for the city itself. He said the Parador will help “keep alive an essential neighbourhood for the city, Dalt Vila,” particularly on an island where seasonality dictates everything.

And perhaps most tellingly, he added that the Parador “must be more than just a tourist establishment.” It should become a meeting point for residents, something locals feel is theirs.

That’s a delicate balance. Parador hotel for international guests… but also somehow your neighbourhood spot. Ibiza will decide how that works in practice.

Beyond the Speeches

Ceremonies come with polished language but behind the quotes, there was something undeniably personal in the tone.

For island politicians, this project has hung around for almost two decades. It’s survived financial crises, construction pauses, bureaucratic headaches and public scepticism. Being able to finally stand in front of it – finished – clearly carried weight.

And for residents? There’s a strange satisfaction in seeing lights on inside those walls at night.

No more “When’s it opening?” No more rumours. No more fenced-off old town.

After 47 million euros and 17 years since works began, Ibiza’s Parador hotel has officially entered reality.

Now comes the part that matters more than any speech:

Will it change Dalt Vila the way they hope? Time and winter occupancy rates will tell.

Well, that escalated quickly.

This week in the Balearic Parliament, the PP and Vox political parties voted down a proposal from Més per Mallorca that would have restricted home purchases to people who’ve been resident in the islands for at least three consecutive years.

Yes, three years’ proven residency required before you could buy a property.

Let’s cut to the chase as I was sent the news coverage by a few concerned people.. It ain’t gonna happen!

What was the proposal? In municipalities where the housing market is deemed “especially tense,” only buyers who could prove three years of habitual residence in the Balearics would be allowed to purchase.

It’s not about nationality, they said, it’s about residency.

On paper, it sounds decisive and the numbers being quoted are dramatic:

82% of new homes built are not primary residences. Purchase prices have risen six times faster than wages. Rental prices have risen eight times faster. A Balearic family would need 63.5 years (allocating 30% of income) to buy a home.

Those pressures are real but restricting who can buy property based on length of residence? That’s not bold policy, that’s legal fantasy. In fact it’s a legal brick wall.

PP’s Margalida Pocoví called it “jurídicamente inviable.” Translation: unconstitutional and contrary to European law.

She’s absolutely spot on.

Although some conveniently forget, Spain is bound by EU treaties. Free movement of capital is a cornerstone of European law. Property rights are protected. A regional parliament cannot simply decide to suspend those rights because the market is tough.

Even if this had passed it would have been challenged immediately and suspended. You cannot override European law with a regional housing bill, no matter how loudly you argue.

Let’s look at political theatre vs legal reality.

Lluís Apesteguia of Més per Mallorca accused opponents of siding with “speculators.”

Strong rhetoric. Great headlines.

But rhetoric doesn’t rewrite EU treaties.

You can debate housing policy all day long, and we should to be honest, given the state of Balearic housing but pretending this measure was ever realistically enforceable is misleading at best.

Let’s Be Clear. The Balearics has:

Finite land. Massive international demand. A tourism-driven economy. Slow planning and constrained supply

That is the structural issue.

You do not fix a supply imbalance by proposing legally unenforceable demand bans.

Let’s also address the Clickbait. Please ignore the dramatic headlines and social media panic. This was never going to happen. It’s against Spanish constitutional principles and European law. Full stop.

The left wing parties can shout all they want but they cannot rewrite EU treaties from Palma. The measure was politically loud but legally hollow.

So if you saw posts suggesting non-residents were about to be banned from buying in Ibiza or Mallorca you can scroll on. They were always wide of the mark and frankly uninformed. it’s business as usual until Spain leaves the EU and that isn’t happening.

For an island where million-euro villas change hands like beach towels and VIP tables sell at eye-watering prices, the ‘world-class lifestyle’ hasn’t always extended to the bus network. It’s often felt… vintage.

But finally Ibiza is getting a proper bus system.

From April 1, 2026, the Island Council has signed a brand-new, 10-year, €88.8 million contract with national bus operator ALSA and this time it actually sounds modern.

100 New Buses

Not a repaint. Not a reshuffle. A fleet of 100 vehicles, including:

• 64 fully electric

• 3 hybrid

• The rest brand-new and upgraded

Over 10 years, the operation is projected to generate €203.5 million. This isn’t a side project. It’s infrastructure and for an island that talks sustainability 24/7, having most of the fleet electric feels appropriate.

Bigger Network. More Routes. Actual Coverage.

The island-wide contract is split in two:

Ibiza Town and surrounding area

• 17 lines

• 38 buses (all electric)

• 1.8 million km a year

• 1.9 million passengers

Rest of the island

• 44 lines

• 62 buses (26 electric + 3 hybrid)

• 4+ million km annually

• Nearly 4 million passengers

Routes and frequencies are being overhauled so in theory, this means less ‘hope for the best’ and more ‘the bus has actually turned up’.

Revolutionary Concept: Knowing When Your Bus Arrives

Brace yourselves, there will be:

• Live tracking via the ALSA app

• QR codes at bus stops

• Real-time arrival updates

Yes, Ibiza is officially entering the era where you don’t just stare into the distance wondering if the 8.15am was cancelled in 2014 and it was a secret that nobody told you about.

You Can Pay by Card. On The Actual Bus

Groundbreaking (for Ibiza anyway).

Contactless payments on all buses. Ticket machines at key hubs including the airport, port, Ibiza, San Antonio, Santa Eulalia and Es Cana.

No more scrambling for coins. No more ‘cash only’ surprises. Just tap and go like most of Europe has been doing for years. Progress.

Not Just New, Actually Thought Through

The new buses will include:

• Double ramps and proper accessibility

• Dedicated spaces for reduced mobility passengers

• Free WiFi

• USB charging ports

• Onboard streaming systems

So yes, you can charge your phone while watching something on your way across the island. We’ve made it!

The process started in 2019. There were appeals, suspensions, administrative drama. Very Ibiza but now it’s signed, sealed and rolling out progressively through 2026.

ALSA is positioning Ibiza as a flagship project, with a strong focus on zero-emission vehicles, which means the infrastructure might actually match the island’s eco-messaging.

Why It Matters (Even If Buses Aren’t Sexy)

Public transport isn’t glamorous but it shapes:

• Traffic chaos

• Air quality

• Worker mobility

• Tourist experience

• The daily sanity of everyone who uses it

If this delivers as promised, it could be one of the most important upgrades the island has seen in years. Ibiza doesn’t need another beach club, it needs buses that turn up. April 2026, we’re ready.

My first ever BOG BLOG!

Yes that’s right my fellow San An brethren, good news, we’re getting a brand new public toilet on the Passeig de ses Fonts – right next to the fountains.

Even better? It’s mixed. It’s adapted. It’s self-cleaning (hmmm).

Even, dare we say… futuristic.

But let’s address the elephant in the bathroom:

€96,437….

Yes. Nearly a hundred grand for a bog.

The project, launched by San Antonio council responds to long-standing requests from taxi drivers, their passengers, residents and visitors and to be fair, after plenty of leg crossing, it’s needed. Anyone who’s spent a summer afternoon around the taxi rank knows the struggle is real.

What do you get for €100K?

Not just a porcelain throne.

You’re getting (drum roll please):

• A fully adapted cabin for people with reduced mobility

• 3.80m x 2.35m footprint

• 180cm turning circle (accessibility compliant)

• Self-cleaning lid and floor

• Security systems

• Interior equipment

• Backlit exterior signage

• Card access system

• Automation throughout

This isn’t any old festival portaloo. This is the Tesla of toilets.

Taking the pee… or worth it?

On one hand – nearly six figures for somewhere to answer nature’s call feels eye-watering (pun intended).

On the other – public toilets are one of those things everyone wants but nobody wants to pay for. They need to be durable, accessible, hygienic and vandal-resistant. And in a high-traffic area like the San An fountains, that doesn’t come cheap.

Plus, it’s a public health issue. When facilities don’t exist, people improvise…and nobody wants that headline.

The Real Question

Will it:

A) Stay spotless?

B) Survive one full Ibiza season?

C) Become the most photographed loo in the Balearics?

D) House a DJ set

Time will tell.

For now, hats off to progress and well done to the council for addressing the issue head on….even if it’s the most expensive wee San An has ever funded.

Only in Ibiza could a toilet become a talking point.

And yes… we’re all going to check it out. 🚽

Thoughts👇

Ibiza isn’t just trending, it’s exploding in global visibility and the Americans have officially entered the chat.

According to the latest from Ibiza’s brand new online data portal – SIT EIVISSA – tourism from the United States is now the 7th largest market for Ibiza, representing 5.2% of all visitors to the island.

The market breakdown is as follows with the top dogs still being the European heavyweights:

United Kingdom – 21.9%

Germany – 14.7%

Italy – 13.6%

France – 11.4%

Netherlands – 6.5%

United States – 5.2% (and climbing)

The U.S. may be 7th but it’s the fastest-growing long-haul market and more pertinently a higher-spending guest profile.

The site also revealed that Ibiza welcomed 4.56 million air arrivals last year, a modest +0.62% increase year over year but here’s where it gets interesting. Ferry passengers dropped 6.5%, vehicles by boat fell 5.95%. In translation this means more fly-in visitors and fewer mainland drive-ins. Ibiza is becoming even more of an international destination and less of a spontaneous domestic getaway.

Meanwhile let’s talk about internet searches. 154 MILLION Searches for “Ibiza”. Let that sink in.

Flight search engines logged 154 million searches for Ibiza, a 20% increase year on year but only 2% of searches converted into actual trips according to Consell President Vicent Mari. That means demand massively outweighs supply. Ibiza isn’t struggling for attention. It’s filtering who actually comes.

What Tourists Are Really Spending

April–October averages:

€369 credit card spend per trip

€390 per night in August

Average stay: 3-4 days

53% are repeat visitors

Ibiza isn’t just attracting new tourists, it’s retaining them and what do they value most? Nature. Coves. Environment

What do they value least? Massification and high prices.

That right there is the tension shaping Ibiza’s future.

As far as the economy goes, Ibiza is strong but the foundation is more fragile. Ibiza’s GDP grew 3.3% year on year but here’s the reality:

• 84% of GDP depends on tourism

• 96,607 paying Social Security

• 39% work in hospitality

• Residents feeling inflation pressure (energy, food, taxes)

• Restaurant revenues dipped slightly

• Trade & nightlife flat

Strength yes but not yet a diversified economy. The island walks a tightrope between prosperity and vulnerability.

The demographic teality is that Ibiza now has 164,265 residents

• 38.8% born in the Balearics

• 32.8% born abroad

• 28.5% born in mainland Spain

And here’s the bigger issue:

• 53% of residents are over 40

• Only 17% are under 19

Ibiza is aging fast.

Here’s the real narrative from this latest batch of data. Ibiza’s global brand is stronger than ever and American interest is accelerating. Demand vastly exceeds conversion. The economy is booming but overly dependant on tourism.

Meanwhile residents are feeling cost pressure and the island’s demographic balance is shifting.

Ibiza is no longer just Europe’s summer playground. It’s becoming a global luxury micro-market with limited supply, massive international interest, and structural economic imbalance.

And that’s where opportunity and responsibility meet head on and that is where things become more complicated.

One minute it’s all blazing sun, warm salt on your skin and afternoons that melt lazily into incredible sunsets. Summer in Ibiza isn’t just a season, it’s a full-blown mood, a separate economy and a way of life.

The island hums, the sea sparkles like it’s showing off and everyone moves that little bit quicker especially at the start.  You forget what sleeves are. Footwear becomes optional. Life is measured in beach visits, late dinners and how long you can stay out before the sunrise politely taps you on the shoulder.

Then winter rolls in and it’s the yin to summer’s yang. Grey skies, dramatic winds, sideways rain that seems personally offended by your umbrella. Empty beaches with dramatic skies, flip-flops redundant and suddenly you’re reacquainting yourself with layers you forgot you owned. It’s quieter, moodier, almost reflective, Ibiza exhaling after shouting all summer long.

And this winter… well ibiza has been making sure we feel it.

There’s a special kind of island irony in discovering that indoors can be colder than outdoors. With plenty of houses built for airflow rather than insulation and central heating something of a mythical luxury, you find yourself wrapped in blankets, negotiating with portable heaters and wondering how stone floors can hold onto cold with such dedication. You step outside for warmth. You make tea for sport. You develop an emotional attachment to socks.

But even in the chill, there’s a charm to it (honestly). Stormy days makes Rita’s Cantina and Cebo feel like sanctuaries. Dramatic skies turn ordinary coastlines cinematic. Conversations last longer, meals stretch out and the island reveals a quieter personality that summer never lets you see.

And just when you think you’ve fully surrendered to winter woollies, you notice it. A slightly longer evening, a warmer edge to the sun, the familiar whisper that summer is lining up backstage. Before long the heaters will be packed away, the sleeves forgotten again and the cycle will start over. The island will stretch, glow and turn the volume back up to 10. 

This contrast is the real magic of the island. The blazing highs make the stormy lows feel meaningful rather than miserable. Ibiza isn’t just sunshine and sound systems, its balance. Fire and water. Sunglasses and raincoats. Fans and blankets. The yin and the yang that keeps island life interesting.

If you’ve spent any time around San Antonio in recent summers, you’ve seen the silver canisters or stepped over them the next morning. Laughing gas aka nitrous oxide isn’t just a nuisance anymore it’s become one of the town’s most stubborn public-order headaches and according to Mayor Marcos Serra, the real problem isn’t policing, it’s the law.

Serra paints a bleak picture: if Spanish legislation doesn’t change, stopping the sale is impossible. Local police have made around 100 arrests in the last three years tied to distribution, yet sellers often return to the streets within 24-48 hours. The issue isn’t effort, the municipality says it’s already throwing everything it can at the problem, it’s the legal situation. Without the substance classified as a narcotic nationally, enforcement hits a wall.

Security councillor Neus Mateu says San Antonio has become something of a case study. Other mainland municipalities reportedly call to ask how San An handles the situation, from inspections to street surveillance because few places have tried as many tactics. Municipal ordinances allow fines for consumption but that’s about it. Recovering those fines from foreign visitors is nigh on impossible.

So the Town Hall keeps pushing year after year, asking Madrid to tighten the legal framework, pointing to the UK where stricter penalties (including prison sentences) have now been introduced. For now, however, Serra suggests San Antonio is largely fighting alone.

Meanwhile, enforcement continues on the ground. Agents patrol nightlife areas, issue sanctions and even deploy “coexistence agents” tasked with educating tourists about local rules from basic dress codes to bans on public use of nitrous oxide. They’re backed by National Police and can initiate complaints that feed into enforcement action.

But the problem isn’t only legal or behavioural, it’s physical. The waste footprint is massive. The council collects kilos and kilos of discarded canisters and recycling them reportedly costs more than the containers themselves. That expense lands squarely on local authorities with little support from higher levels of government.

Beyond image and cost, officials point to safety concerns. Health risks are widely cited, and last September’s fatal incident involving tourists, linked to a driver allegedly under the influence, sharpened the urgency of the debate around regulation.

The takeaway? San Antonio isn’t ignoring the issue, it’s confronting the limits of local power. Enforcement can disrupt, fine, and educate but without legislative change, authorities argue the cycle will keep repeating: confiscate today, clean up tomorrow and see the same trade back on the promenade the next night.

Whether tougher national laws arrive or not, one thing is clear – the fight over nitrous oxide isn’t just about nightlife optics. It’s about public safety, municipal budgets and the reality of governing a global party destination that sits at the intersection of tourism, law, and responsibility.

I’ve just returned from a week in Val d’Isère with a group of middle-aged men clinging bravely to their youth – and occasionally their lower backs. The snow was spectacular, the views breathtaking, and the prices the sort that make you briefly consider selling a kidney on the dark web.

Now I’m back in glorious San Antonio (for a few days anyway), where snow-capped peaks have been replaced by yacht masts. The air smells faintly of spring and optimism and the steepest descent I face is the wobble home from Taberna Cebo on a Friday night.

Somewhere between three flights and a 16-hour travel saga (God bless you Ibiza logistics), I had a revelation:

Ski holidays and Ibiza summer holidays are exactly the same. One just involves thermals. The other involves pretending you look good in linen.

The clothes might differ, in the mountains you dress like a high-vis marshmallow wearing equipment worth more than your first car and at the beach it’s three pairs of shorts, a couple of T-shirts, the latest footwear and the blind confidence you’ll look good and fit right in.

Performance metrics also differ only cosmetically. On ski trips you boast about kilometres covered. In Ibiza you quietly switch your smartwatch off because it’s starting to send wellbeing alerts to loved ones. Both achievements are presented as elite athletic output.

The physical impact is simply redistributed. Mountains destroy your legs and lungs. Ibiza destroys your hydration levels, sleep patterns and occasionally your reputation. Either way, by Wednesday you’re stretching muscles you didn’t know existed and Googling cures normally reserved for conspiracy theorists.

Drinking justification follows identical science.

Beer on the mountain = recovery fluid.

Beer at noon in Ibiza = climate adaptation.

Cocktails at sunset = cultural research.

Nobody challenges this logic. Especially once everyone becomes a relationship expert, crypto analyst and geopolitical strategist after round number four.

And the travelling circus of personalities never changes:

The Organiser – spreadsheet ready, itinerary colour-coded, WhatsApp messages arriving like push notifications from God.

The Early Riser – awake at dawn, constantly checking his watch whilst tutting quietly.

The Late One – permanently explaining where he was and why it “wasn’t his fault”.

The Deluded One – convinced he’s still 25 (not me obviously).

The Casualty – emotionally and physically peaked at the boarding gate.

The Financial Philosopher – explaining that “experiences are investments” while quietly sweating at the card machine.

Après literally means ‘after’, which is just elegant branding for day drinking with scenery. Après-ski, sundowners, accidental pub crawls with new best friends you’ll never see again. It’s themed intoxication, those marketing departments are absolutely stealing a living.

Let’s also acknowledge both skiing and Ibiza are acts of financial self-harm. The correct approach is fiscal dissociation: don’t check the banking app, don’t do the maths and don’t acknowledge Future You – who will be sending angry emails to Present You very shortly.

No matter if you’re in the mountains or at the beach, the truth is universal. You’re escaping. Escaping emails. Escaping adult responsibilities with the growing suspicion your body now makes noises previously associated with antique furniture. Snow and sea are just the background for laughter, questionable decisions and group stories that improve dramatically in retelling.

Now I’m back in home San A reflecting, skiing convinces me that I’m athletic, Ibiza convinces me that I’m sociable. Both convince me that I’m younger – right up until I have to climb the stairs.

For now I’m swapping chairlifts for coastal walks, alpine air for sea breeze and overpriced fondue for menú del día and tapas but next year’s ski planning is already underway. Lift passes have been checked, flights bookmarked – enthusiasm of a teenager, recovery time of a pensioner.

The bottom line is whether you’re bombing down a piste or bombing through sunset drinks, it’s time with your mates doing something you love that actually matters.

After all, we’re here for a good time, not a long time and if we hydrated, budgeted, slept properly and behaved like responsible adults I’d have absolutely nothing worth writing about.

We travelled to Val d”isere staying at the Hotel Kandahar

Booked with Inghams