OllieNotts
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Don't think this one has been done before so here goes please join in
Mine was this year, April 4th. Woke up and walked outside to a nice overwhelming heat in the sun, almost unimaginable that it could be that warm. We walked through figueretas and stopped at a cafe for breakfast(about 10am), it was on the road to pdb and is opposite the tabac shop there. Anyway we walk in feeling ropey and order breakfast, it's full of locals and there's a table of local lads ages between 20 and 60 look like they're celebrating and the waiter brings a bottle of spirit over and fills their glasses while they are doing shots they look wasted but enjoying themselves all the same, we got a cab to Ibiza town sat outside a few bars, walked up to the top of dalt villa saw some planes took in the incredible views and saw a group of school kids on a trip. Had a pub crawl back, went to the beach walked for what seemed an eternity and every bar we stopped at felt like we lived among the locals frequenting it. Smiles all round, 20-23 degrees was boiling to us yet locals sat amongst us weather wooly jumpers or leather coats
Can't remember where we are that night but we hit the bars in figueretas and spoke to so many friendly people, English Scottish Latvian and of course ibicano and really could sense the close knit community even a small town had to offer. I think about it daily, more so then the all day/3 day benders I've done in years gone by and really felt a new love for my favourite place on earth. If I could only ever relive one day in Ibiza I'd take that day all day long.
I think I've lost the plot! But share anyway ha ha.
Mine was this year, April 4th. Woke up and walked outside to a nice overwhelming heat in the sun, almost unimaginable that it could be that warm. We walked through figueretas and stopped at a cafe for breakfast(about 10am), it was on the road to pdb and is opposite the tabac shop there. Anyway we walk in feeling ropey and order breakfast, it's full of locals and there's a table of local lads ages between 20 and 60 look like they're celebrating and the waiter brings a bottle of spirit over and fills their glasses while they are doing shots they look wasted but enjoying themselves all the same, we got a cab to Ibiza town sat outside a few bars, walked up to the top of dalt villa saw some planes took in the incredible views and saw a group of school kids on a trip. Had a pub crawl back, went to the beach walked for what seemed an eternity and every bar we stopped at felt like we lived among the locals frequenting it. Smiles all round, 20-23 degrees was boiling to us yet locals sat amongst us weather wooly jumpers or leather coats
Can't remember where we are that night but we hit the bars in figueretas and spoke to so many friendly people, English Scottish Latvian and of course ibicano and really could sense the close knit community even a small town had to offer. I think about it daily, more so then the all day/3 day benders I've done in years gone by and really felt a new love for my favourite place on earth. If I could only ever relive one day in Ibiza I'd take that day all day long.
I think I've lost the plot! But share anyway ha ha.