Sunset Ashram — Restaurant in Sant Josep de sa Talaia

My recent visit to this beach club left me utterly disheartened, infuriated, and profoundly disappointed. As a solo traveler seeking nothing more than a pleasant day by the shore, I was subjected to a chain of distressing encounters with the manager and staff that will forever taint my memory of this establishment.

Upon my arrival, I approached the staff with a simple request: a sunbed and an umbrella, preferably facing the sun. To my astonishment, I was informed that this modest wish would cost me an exorbitant €100 for both items, justified by the fact that they were conveniently attached to each other. I naively assumed this was a minimum spending requirement, and in my optimism, I believed that with food and drinks, I could meet this threshold. However, this initial misunderstanding was only the beginning of my ordeal.

The manager, displaying a shocking lack of transparency, returned to clarify that the €100 fee solely covered the sunbeds and umbrella. The rest, I was told, would be an additional expense. This revelation was a slap in the face, and I immediately expressed my disapproval, deeming it an unjust pricing scheme. In response, the manager reluctantly offered me an alternative location within the beach club, promising one sunbed and an umbrella for a more reasonable €30. I accepted this compromise, thinking it was a step in the right direction.

Regrettably, my optimism was short-lived. When I made my way to the designated area, I encountered a staff member named Juan, who, with an air of indifference and contempt, informed me that no umbrellas were available. I calmly reminded him of my prior agreement with the manager and suggested that the price should be adjusted to reflect the absence of the promised umbrella. Inexplicably, Juan’s response was an overt display of rudeness, as he dismissively waved his arms, seemingly signaling for me to collect my belongings and leave.

Choosing to rise above this initial insult, I politely requested an audience with the manager once more. What transpired next was nothing short of a nightmare. The manager returned, not with a willingness to resolve the issue, but with a demeanor oozing with aggression. In front of a crowd of onlookers, he unleashed a tirade of offensive language and threats my way. His appalling behavior escalated to such a degree that he summoned security, instructing them to forcibly remove me from the premises.

It was at this juncture that I decided to take my leave, as I no longer felt welcome or safe in this establishment. The security personnel, to their credit, approached me seeking a peaceful resolution, but the damage had already been done.

This experience was nothing short of a unique and harrowing ordeal. Never before have I encountered a manager who would resort to threats and expulsion simply because I was a solo traveler seeking equitable treatment. This incident is an affront to the principles of hospitality, respect, and common courtesy. While I comprehend the desire to maximize profits, this should never come at the expense of basic human decency and respect for customers.

In closing, I can only express my profound sadness, anger, and disappointment at the way I was treated during my visit to this beach club. When the pursuit of profit eclipses good manners, hospitality, and respect for fellow human beings, it signals a disheartening decline in the values we hold dear. I implore potential patrons to think twice before to join this establishment, for my experience was marred by an unacceptable level of hostility and disregard for the well-being...

Sunset Ashram – a heavenly place overshadowed by human pride Sunset Ashram is one of the most magical corners of this planet. The cliffs, the sea, the merging waves, the sandy tongue of land – it feels like the Earth itself is whispering here. I visited last year, but sadly missed the sunset due to bad weather. This year, I made a reservation for Thursday evening, 7 to 9 PM, just to finally witness it.

Once again, the universe had other plans – thunderstorms, heavy rain. And yet, even in that stormy weather, the place looked otherworldly. We were served by a kind and thoughtful waitress who truly did her best to make us feel welcome. Eventually, they closed due to the weather, which we understood. She advised us to return early another day if we wanted to grab one of the beach “leguas” (beds) without a reservation. She assured us: “Come early, and you’ll most likely get one.”

So we came back on Sunday around 10 AM. The beach was filling up, but the leguas were still empty. We hurried toward them, excited and hopeful. But before we could even speak, we were dismissed with a wave of the hand by a staff member: “Only reservations. Go away.” There was no conversation, no listening, no care. And despite that, from 10 AM until 2 PM, those beds remained completely unused. No one thought to offer us a temporary spot or even monetize the opportunity.

This could have been handled with basic hospitality, basic intelligence even.

What followed on the public beach below was pure chaos – people pushing into each other, no sense of personal space. Towels layered over ours, umbrellas over our belongings. It was physically and emotionally overwhelming. Disrespectful. Disgusting.

Even when we went back to the restaurant to order drinks or sit for a moment, we were treated with suspicion, barked at, told “Don’t touch this,” “Don’t sit here,” in the same rude, hand-waving manner. No sense of gratitude. No trace of the spirit of Ibiza.

And here is the sad truth: this location was gifted by nature, but it ended up in the hands of someone who doesn’t deserve it. This kind of sacred place requires humility and reverence – not arrogance, not control. The current management seems to believe they own the magic, instead of being its caretakers.

I say this with a heavy heart: I will not return for a third visit. Not because of the weather, not because of the crowds. But because of the shameful way people are treated – like nuisances, not guests.

🌟 I am leaving one star, not because the place lacks beauty, but because Google reviews are meant to reflect human experience. And this is about the human part of it – the attitude, the lack of grace, the absence of hospitality.

My honest recommendation? Skip the restaurant. Bring a bottle of cava and two glasses. Sit on the rocks. Watch the sun melt into the sea. Let nature speak to you – uninterrupted, unspoiled.

Sunset Ashram...

Very unfortunate place. I have never encountered such an unprofessional and rude person who works in the hospitality sector.

The owners should not let him do even the simplest tasks let alone manage a respectable establishment. Manel Aragones and Ashram astonished us for having an employee like this for years. We had a reservation for dinner and we spent several hours before by the beach beds downstairs. When we wanted to see our table for dinner they said that it is not decided yet. No problem. We enjoyed the sea and waited for our reservation.

Finally time came we were walked to our table, ordered drinks and starters. Drinks came starters came and after 15 minutes a fast speaking Spanish woman who was the hostess came and said something like that they gave us the wrong table and the table we are sitting was for the friends of boss (Manel Aragones). Of course our group was frustrated by the situation so I went up to talk to the boss Manel and he told me that I look like a smart person and would understand the situation. I admitted that I am smart and added that this is their internal problem. You can not change the table of your clients after they sit down for almost 30 minutes having their drinks and their starters. I have never seen or heard anything like that in my life. Anyways he said that to compensate the situation he will give us another table :). I thought he was joking. I said this is not compensation. You changing our table is the problem here. I went back to our table and said that I want to leave I can not enjoy a place like this. Before we could leave the boss Manel came and seemed very irritated (I think he thought that we were not changing the table). My girlfriend said to him that he destroyed our evening. And then he lost it and yelled at my girlfriend. Shut up! Shut up and leave... Tables around us were shocked and they said that we should not leave. Of course we left. We are guests You are the host Manel. This is not how you treat your guests. This is not how you treat human beings in general. Being spiritual does not mean wearing colorful linen cloths. Your heart is in the wrong place. You are in the wrong place doing the wrong job. Finally a few good words about the beach staff. Gina and Juan Carlo were very hard-working and friendly. I believe given the chance any of the two would do a better job in...