Ibiza Rocks – the internationally renowned, 364-room, 24-hour party hotel located in the heart of Sant Antoni de Portmany, Ibiza – in 30C heat, on a Tuesday afternoon in mid-July, might just be the most lurid place on the planet. It is an assault. Pink, glittery artificial grass lines the tiered terraces that adjoin a pool that somehow manages to make cool blue water look sinister; its corridors are lined with a thousand hectic, haphazardly placed posters advertising great music acts of its past in such a way as to make you glad you missed them. Its clientele is dolled up in neon bikinis with belts, heels and full make-up, with elaborate hairdos all topped off with fishnet frocks. Loud music throbs from vast speakers,…

Source: The Times July 19, 2019 22:59 UTC