Villfranche, quaint little town/village with meandering back streets to explore a little stoney beach a few hundred yards to the left (West) past the marina accessible from a little pathway beyond the marine museum. We were the only ones there.
Ibiza, MSC were pushing coach transfers to town before we arrived and give you the impression it's the only way to get there and was an expensive one, on leaving the port we asked the coach ticket seller (MSC staff) near the barrier if we could get a cab to town, she'd barely finished telling us that this was impossible as there were no taxis when one pulled up right in front of us and we paid 8 euros there and the same back and took about 10 minutes to drive around the bay to the old town. This was about half the cost of the coach which was infrequent and overcrowded! We walked up through the fort for a splendid view from the top and then wandered around the town which we thought was charming albeit this was early morning and the bars were shut.
La Goulette, We thought this had been deleted from the itinerary due to political situation and were surprised to find that MSC had reintroduced their visits here. We were even mnore surprised by the events of our day ashore. We walked thro' the 'village' of tourist shops at the port and then looked for a taxi. Inside the port the taxi marshall charged 40 euros to Medina (Old town souk) and back with an hour or 2 to look around. We walked out of the port and were set upon by the 'unofficial' cab drivers all competing for our custom. I agreed 25 euros which represented a 1 euro discount per yard I was prepared to walk from the official cab rank for the same deal ! Unfortunately there was then a fracas and the 2 dozen cab drivers turned into a bit of an angry mob. we scuttled off with our cabby and left them to it. The drive over to the town was on a straight deserty highway but through the centre of a lake and took about 20 to 30 minutes. On arrival we saw their equivalent of Big Ben and arrived in their 'Park Lane' with banks and shops on the right and government buildings etc on the left. The traffic resembled the M25 on a Friday afternnon but not due to the number of vehicles; probably more to do with the rolls of barbed wire down the central reservation, the closure of the road on the government building side of the road and the deployment of tanks, armoured cars and machine gun bearing soldiers, welcome to Tunisia! Oh and another angry mob shouting in the middle of the road. Undetered we ventured on to the souk which was fine and we enjoyed the bartering etc and sampled what the locals had to offer. On walking back down the main 'militarised' road to meet the cab driver we passed further crowds of people who appeared to be voicing issues in an angry fashion and when we heard, albeit a distant but quite unmistakeable, sound of a gunshot we decided it was time to get back to the ship for dinner! 5+ for scary experience!!