“Sunset. A time to exhale. At last the heat of the August sun lifts from Formentera’s china-white beaches, mopeds cease their incessant drone to park up and watch, and sunglasses are set aside in favour of sundowners. Even the iPhones, raised all day in pursuit of the perfect selfie, are lowered, as a peach of a sun sinks to the horizon and drinkers atop the brand new Teranka hotel turn to face west.”
I’ve long loved the Balearic islands and Formentera has always held a special place in my heart – not least for being the quietest and most soporific of these Mediterranean islands.
The beaches here are magnificent, the waters as bright as a blue raspberry ice pop and the hotels truly luxurious.
Newest among them is the Teranka and I was delighted to visit in its opening week for the Times.