About Ibiza Elite

Most sites in this business are built as though every destination behaves like a city centre. Ibiza does not. The island is roughly forty-five kilometres from Sant Antoni to the far north, the roads are slow, and a villa above Sant Joan can be an hour from the airport down a track that no map renders properly. Distance is not a detail here; it is the first thing that has to be settled.

The clock is the second. Dinner is eaten at ten, clubs do not fill until after one and they close at six, and the part of the night visitors fly in for happens between one and daylight. A booking built on habits from home tends to end before the evening has started.

Then there is the season. The island effectively runs from May to October, with demand climbing through June, peaking from mid-July to the end of August, and easing again through the closing parties in early October. Rates, availability and notice periods all move with that curve, and pretending otherwise would only make our quotes less useful. When to visit sets the months out in more detail.

Someone from our team meets her before anything is published. Identity is checked against a document, the photographs are matched against the person sitting opposite, and the conversation runs long enough that we can afterwards tell you honestly what she is like across a long dinner, whether her Spanish is real, and whether a full day on a boat is something she has actually done.

Nothing here is listed from a gallery emailed in, and no profile is padded with images that flatter a different woman. It is a slower way to build a roster and it is the reason the Ibiza roster is smaller than some. When a listing stops being accurate — a look changes, someone leaves the island at the end of the season — it comes down rather than sitting there collecting enquiries it cannot fulfil.

Five things are enough to start: the date, the area or address, roughly how many hours, whether the evening is private or public, and anything that genuinely matters to you. What comes back is two or three companions free for that slot, with a reason attached to each, rather than an invitation to browse again.

Once you choose, the arrival time, the duration and the address go into writing, and so does the departure. That last part matters more here than anywhere: in July and August a taxi at three in the morning is close to unobtainable, and nothing passes down a lane in Sant Llorenç at that hour at all. Payment is settled privately between you and the companion at the start — we never handle a card. The booking guide walks through the whole sequence.

Every site in this business promises discretion in roughly the same three sentences, which is why the promise on its own is worth very little. What is worth something is the procedure behind it.

We hold a first name, a way to reach you, the address and the times. That is the whole record, and it goes when the booking is over. There is no client database, no mailing list, and no message from us three weeks later. We do not telephone hotels or confirm anything with a concierge unless you ask us to, and because payment never passes through us there is no card detail to lose. The safety and discretion guide sets out both what we do and what we ask of you in return.

We will not publish a price list, because a single table covering two hours in the port in May and a full night at a finca in August would have to be set high enough to be meaningless. We quote per booking instead, and the figure does not move once given. The price guide explains what sits behind it.

We will not tell you someone is available and then send whoever answered first. We will not take a booking we cannot run properly, which in practice means turning down late requests for the north during August rather than improvising a driver. And a companion's boundaries are hers, stated before she arrives and not open to renegotiation at the door. Everything else about how the law works in Spain and the Balearics is covered on the legal page.