IBIZA (4)

Queridos, escribo este post pero estaré ausente unos dias porque me voy a Londres a ver a mi hija.
Ibiza es y ha sido una isla muy fuerte. En aquellos años tenía fama de hacerte o deshacerte. De hecho en muchas ocasiones vi el deterioro de la gente que llegaba super guapa y a los pocos meses estaban hechos unos guiñapos humanos sumidos en la droga. Horrible. Era una isla muy joven, llena de gente de mi generación que como sabeis es y fué la mayoritaria debido al "baby boom" de la postguerra II. Ahora somos viejos. Existian unos personajes muy estrafalarios, originales y únicos. Muchos venían a "La Familia", como los escritores Antonio Escohotado, Leopoldo Lovelace, Elmyr de Hory (considerado el más grande falsificador de arte del Siglo XX) y su joven amigo americano, Mark; tambien alguna vez vino el escritor americano Clifford Irving (sobre Elmyr y Clifford, Orson Welles rodó una pelicula titulada "Fake" (Falso) y últimamente Richard Gere hace el papel de Irving en la pelicula "Hoax" (Engaño). No la he visto porque no creo que haya llegado a Ibiza... Tambien la isla tenía fama de que matrimonio que llegaba, matrimonio que se separaba. Desgraciadamente, eso nos pasó a nosotros. Como había tanta gente guapa, Fernando se volvió celoso... que si me miraban, que si me dejaban de mirar. Llegó un momento en el que me sentí como un pajaro enjaulado. Le dije a Fernando que era una pena que estuvieramos así porque ibamos a estropear algo muy bello que teníamos pero que yo no aguantaba. Además tambien fui egoista al pensar que, quizás, "the grass was greener on the other side" (la hierba estaba más verde al otro lado). Craso error. Me separé. Nos abrazamos, cogí a nuestra hija, y me fui a Mallorca. El pobre lo pasó fatal y yo tambien pero la decisión estaba tomada. Decidió dejar "La Familia". El retomó su trabajo de correo de turismo, viajando por todo el mundo. Mis hijastros se quedaron y luego volví y empecé a trabajar de guía. (Continuará)

Dear bloggers, I'm writing this post but I'll be away for a few days because I'm off to London to see my daughter.

Ibiza has always been, and is, a very strong island. In those years there was a saying that Ibiza either made you or broke you. In those years I saw so many beautiful people arrive and in a few months were so degraded, consumed by drugs. It was horrible. It was a very young island because our "baby boom" generation was the majority as it is now, although now we're old. There were a lot of extravagant, original and unique characters. Many came to "La Familia", Spanish writers like Antonio Escohotado, Leopoldo Lovelace, also Elmyr de Hory (considered to be the greatest art forger of the 20th Century) with his young American friend, Mark. The American writer Clifford Irving also came from time to time (Orson Welles made a film called "Fake" based greatly on these two characters--Elmyr and Clifford. Lately, Richard Gere is playing the part of Clifford in a film called "Hoax" which I haven't seen yet. Also the island was famous because married couple that came, married couple that separated. Unfortunately, this happened to us. As there were so many beautiful people around, Fernando became jealous... that someone looked at me, that I looked, etc. I felt like a caged bird. I told him that it was sad that we should break a loving relationship but that I couldn't stand it. Also, I was quite selfish thinking that maybe the grass was greener on the other side. Great mistake. I separated. We embraced goodbye, took our daughter, and went to Mallorca. He suffered terribly and so did I but the decision had been taken. He let "La Familia" go, retook his job as an international guide travelling all over the world. My stepchildren stayed. I came back and started working as a guide (it will continue)