Howdyyyyyyy!
This weekend, I am going to Ibiza with Rachel and Amanda!! I can’t wait to see what all the hype is about. We have a great hostel booked right near the beach. We plan on soaking up the sun [and culture of Ibiza] the entire weekend.
Also, everything is finally booked for Melissa and Nick’s excursion to Europe! They will arrive May 11th and stay with me until I go home May 16th. They have another 5 or so days with Nick’s family in [insert European country where they speak German].
Friday, April 29th, 2011: IBIZA
This morning, Rachel, Amanda, and I traveled to the Malaga airport to catch our flight to IBIZA! We arrived in Ibiza around 3 p.m. and also hooked up with our friend Jess, who coincidentally was staying at the same hostel! We shared an expensive cab from the airport to our hostel, checked in, and then marveled at our “hostel” room. We had all of the amenities of a regular hotel, but at hostel price. It was a wide-open room with three beds, a desk, an armoire, and our own private bathroom. There was maid service everyday, free wifi, and free buffet breakfasts each morning. Score! Did I mention we had a pool with an upper deck to layout on? Win.
We decided to do some afternoon drinking on the beach that day. We made our own drinks and found a cute little cove beach. Later that evening, we found out that it was called Ket-cove, which was short for Ketamine: horse tranquilizer drug. Apparently kids would come here to use these drugs? Que?!? Anyways, our afternoon was ket-free. We enjoyed the afternoon, even if there wasn’t too much sun.
That night, the three of us had dinner at nearly midnight, even a little too late for a Spanish dinner. We actually ate at a Chinese restaurant. Afterwards, the girls got trapped into a 12 euro drink deal at the bar next door. I wasn’t feeling very good, so I ordered a bottled water. The promoter told me, “We’re in Ibiza, we don’t drink water!” Funny joke..
Afterwards, we ended up going to another bar filled with crazy people in costumes and didn’t get home until after 4 a.m. Oops.
Later that evening, I discovered some bad news: I drank the tap water earlier that day. At the time, I remember it tasting funny, maybe a little salty. Needless to say, I was sick that entire night! I won’t go into details for your sake, but I learned my lesson. We went out and bought 3 gallons of water the next day.
Saturday, April 30th, 2011
We had a chill day. I stuck to really plain foods, like bread. Yum. Rachel and Amanda had purchased a volleyball to play with so they peppered back and forth for a while. I tried to get some rest on the beach, but never ended up falling asleep. After a (fancy) schwarma dinner, we got ready and met up with Jess and her two friends. The 6 of us pregamed and eventually left the hostel around 12:30 towards Ibiza town. We made a quick pit stop and then walked a ways to Pacha, the only discoteca open on the entire island. Along the way, Rachel and I joked (more serious than not) that we would rather spend our money on KFC, but we sucked it up at the end and paid our stinkin’ 30 euro to enter the club. Thank god we got one free drink. Such a great deal! (not).
The place was packed. Pacha was a gigantic club with several rooms and different bars. The main room was super crowded. There were disco lights, techno music, ½ naked dancers on stage, and 2 robot men on stilts having a lazer shooting war. Pretty normal, right?
We crawled into bed just before 6 a.m. but our alarms were set for 9:45 for the free breakfast…duh. SOMEHOW, we all managed to crawl out of bed. Still in our p.j.s, the three of us zombies walked on down to breakfast. We probably got some strange looks, but the free breakfast (and lunch and dinner in our purses…) was worth it. What next? We went back to bed until nearly 1 in the afternoon.
Sunday, May 1st, 2011
Such amazing weather today! It was super sunny and not a cloud in the sky. We layed out at the pool for a long time and enjoyed the distant company of several british men. They were several years older than us, but hey, it’s only the accent we wanted to hear anyways.
After a quick lunch (that we had saved from our breakfast), we gathered our things and set off for the beach. We walked to find a new one, but ended up at the same one from yesterday. That evening was very chill. We had dinner outside and watched the sunset. I think I was in bed and asleep by 11:30 p.m.. I needed those 10 hours for sure after such a crazy sleepless weekend.
Monday, May 2nd, 2011
I woke up to some strange and overwhelming news today. Osama Bin Ladin had been found and shot. The American troops had his body, but due to the law of his religion, he needed to be buried within 24 hours. I am still confused on the correct information, but I believe he was buried near sea or thrown away at sea. Now, people are going to be asking for evidence, to see his body, etc etc but it will be difficult to do that now. Especially in Spain, there are a lot of pessimistic people that believe in conspiracy theories. My senora even told me her opinion on the fact that the whole situation is a lie. I believe he is dead, but I too would like to see more evidence.
In a way, the killing of Osama is a bit more closure for the families of the victims of 9/11. Seeing the news in Spain about all of the Americans celebrating his death was an interesting experience. It was a whole new perspective on the issue. I thought about these things as I flew home from Ibiza to Malaga and then on to Granada. I thought about how the first time I heard about 9/11, I was sitting in Mr. Hartman’s 6th science class. We called him the jolly man because if you did well on a test, he would reward you with a jolly rancher. Today, I was in Ibiza, Spain during my study abroad experience. It is strange to think that these two events are separated by ten years. Time honestly does fly.
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