I am having the the time of my life in Europe already and now I had the time of my life while I am having the time of my life. Does that make any sense? Ibiza was the best weekend ever this summer; every minute was precious.
Landed in Ibiza at 1:20am early Saturday morning with 5 other people, quickly went to the apartment and changed to go to Pacha, one of the world-famous clubs of Ibiza. The 5 others had already arrived on Thursday night. All 11 of us had tickets to see Dirty South at the All Gone Pete Tong show, so the 6 of us met up with the rest of the group. Ibiza is famous for its dance music scene and nightlife, and going to Pacha for the first night was the start of a fantastic weekend. We danced until the early hours of the night. This is one of my favorite pictures taken at Pacha:
This is what the club looked like inside:
Our apartment was 2 blocks from the beach, and 11 of us slept comfortably on our own beds since our landlord was nice enough to provide air mattresses. Living with 10 other people in one apartment was hectic, but it was an enjoyable kind of messiness, especially when we were getting ready for the day. We all woke up past noon on Saturday since we got back so late. I woke up earlier than the rest so I took pictures of the view from our apartment.
We lived on the East side of the island called Playa d'en Bossa. It was a journey to get to the other side of the island to the city called San Antonio because we were walking around trying to find the bus station--the cheapest way to get to the west side. Traveling in Ibiza is expensive! We rented 2 boats in San Antonio at 6pm so we could watch the famous sunset, but it took us around 2 hours trying to find the bus stop. When we got to San Antonio it was already time to board our boats. I hope this map helps:
This was the smaller boat--it jumps when the captain drives faster!
The captain anchored us at a small harbor where we had the chance to swim in the Mediterranean sea and try our luck at wakeboarding. I failed miserably since I don't have the upper body strength to hold onto the rope the boat was dragging me with. My friend took this picture of me with the captain telling me what to do because I didn't want to carry my camera with me:
We had wine and beer on the boat.
This is Partow and me with our similar swimsuit cover ups!
Swimming in the sea that was extremely salty. The water was amazingly clear and had fish swimming around. The captain provided us with snorkeling equipment, so I got a good look at the fish.
And this is the famous sunset people gather on the West side to see.
We couldn't waste another night in Ibiza without going out, so we went to another mega famous club called Space. I love the people I was with, we always have a really fun time.
Sunday was our last day in Ibiza and we were all exhausted. Sitting at the beach doesn't take much effort, so that is exactly what we did.
I love the weather in Spain. Beautiful blue skies and warm nights, unlike the cold weather in England.
After a long day at the beach, Maddy and I were starving but everyone wanted to rest in the apartment, so we went to find some food ourselves. We settled on a restaurant that serves paellas, a traditional Spanish food made from rice and seafood.
By the time we got back to the apartment, everyone else wanted to eat! The boys saw this place with all you can eat barbecue buffet really close to the apartment that also showed the Madrid vs. Barcelona soccer/football game. Maddy and I wanted to watch a football game in Spain, they won the world cup remember? 4 people from the group took a cab to downtown to get some food while the rest of us ate barbecue and drank sangrias.
Even though we were surrounded by Spaniards, I think our table was the rowdiest when a team made a goal! It's funny when the guys in our group who were die-hard football fans jumped up and cheered whenever their favorite team made a goal.
I'm physically back in Cambridge, but my mind is still in Ibiza. I wish I could stay longer--maybe forever so we can play all the time. Beach during the day and great music and dancing at night, what more can I ask for? Ibiza truly lives up to its name.
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