Wednesday 17th August
Got off the plane, went shopping for supplies and went in the sea for a bit 'cause I was boiling, forgot to dry my feet and had sand in my sandals, ended up with blisters literally the size of my toes which lasted the full week
, then on the way back got stopped by a PR Guy called Will who was Scottish and wanted us to go meganite, my mates would have been happy to just say yes to it straight away but I made him put some proper graft into the sale and said we'd think about it and he could come up to the hotel later on and we'd see. Ended up going for it, free bar and then to Meganite which isn't bad.
At the night got dressed up and then went to catch the bus, forgot to change our watches didn't we!? So turned up at 10 thinking it was 9 and ended up getting a taxi to where the bar was. Finally got in and Will paid 15 euros for the taxi which was pretty decent of him! Then went and stood by the Sex on The Beach maker and drank about 20 and ended up well and truly bladdered, then we got on the bus to go to Privilege, offended some German Lesbians on the way thanks to my mates dodgy translation skills! Got into there and being naive agreed to get a round in, 30 euros for 3 drinks, then later on in the night needed a water for 8 euros because the dancefloor was so hot. Then got randomly attacked by some weirdos and had to get a taxi home and then an ambulance because the hotel receptionist thought I was dying. Shelled out 310 euros for the privilege of being cleaned up and having my fingers x-rayed. Awful start to the holiday but before I was attacked the night was superb!
Thursday 18th August
Spent the day trying to recover from the night before with sore feet, a bruised face, trampled fingers and aching ribs on the sunbeds next to the pool. Me and my mates got talking to some girls from Manchester who were a laugh. Then at the night did the lads holiday must and went to the strip club that is Temptation, laughed at my mate who got roped into the lapdancer's tricks and he ended up having 4 lapdances at 25 euros a pop and then he tipped her as well! I stayed sober after the night before's antics but still had a laugh, especially when my mate admitted one of his fantasies was to use a prostitute and then watching him make a fool out of himself by thinking someone promoting amnesia who was Spanish was a prostitute. He'll never live it down!
Went in Tropicana and had another laughed at the drunk ones dancing around like idiots and singing to all the songs and basically looking like idiots.
One of my mates also got given a band which was just a yellow piece of string and he gave her 10 euros for it in change.
Friday 19th August
Spent the day reminding my mates of the night before, had a laugh adding in little details to make them a bit worried. Just chilled by the pool again for the day, decided to go out with the Manchester girls that night.
Decided to start drinking at the hotel, had 3/4's of a bottle of peach shnapps archers and a glass of Baileys which left me quite bladdered as it was.
Then we headed off to Bar Amsterdam after the guy who does PR drew us in (who by the way is quite possibly the best salesman I have ever seen) and got 2 red bulls and a jug of sex on the beach for 10 euros a piece which was probably a massive rip off but seemed reasonable at the time, this gave me the transition from bladdered to absolutely legless.
Then we went to Eden and if you were in there you might have seen me, I was the one dancing topless because I was so f***ed up and you might have spotted me again waiting for a taxi and then running home with my mate still topless (this is exactly the reason I don't get drunk in England).
Got back to the hotel and had to be sick and it just wouldn't stop, luckily the girls from Manchester looked after me and made sure I didn't die!
Saturday 20th August
Woke up REALLY embarrassed especially seeing as it was the first time I've ever suffered memory loss from a night out, had to get accounts from my mates and the Manchester girls to get what happened! So I put the sunglasses on and went to sleep in the sun and left my body to tan.
At the night we decided to go to the West End again and cheese it up at "The 70's, 80's and 90's bar" which was a laugh, went to Bar Amsterdam first and then we met our mates from back home in there which was mad! I pretty much stayed sober after memories from the night before. We went to Eden again, my mate had to leave early after suddenly telling us he was epileptic and was gonna have a fit so I went out with him and some people in the bar down the road helped us out because I just didn't know what to do.
Sunday 21st August
One of the lads stayed in so it just left 2 of us to go to the West End, we went to Bar Amsterdam and had a few there, then went Tropicana and I got grinded by a dirty dirty dirty girl who back home I wouldn't touch, ever, then I felt disturbed so we made a quick exit, then we went to Plastik for about 2 hours, great bar. Then we went on to the 70's, 80's and 90's bar again, had a dance then started going home. Got "approached" by a prostitute, more like groped. So we thought the only way to get rid of her would to just act mad and sing to her, didn't quite work like we planned, we felt like a walking jukebox! Got away eventually and went home.
Monday 22nd August
Went out and didn't get really drunk, just a bit tipsy, went to Soulcity and after a bit of dancing went to the toilet. Two girls burst in asking if I'd seen a guy in a black shirt because he'd just nicked their bag, so I told them not to worry and that I'd get my mates to help us all look up and down the west end for the person who did it. The girls were from Sunderland and a right laugh so we were looking but probably well too slowly for us to actually find the guy who did it. We walked them back to their hotel and arranged to meet them at the beach the next day.
Tuesday 23rd August (Our last night)
Woke up at about 1 which was an hour and a half late than we were meant to be for meeting the girls from Sunderland but we decided to go down to the beach anyway just in case, we took the Manc girls along as well because one of my mates had fallen in love with one of them, we didn't find the girls from Sunderland though which was a shame because I quite liked one of them.
We spent a while on the beach, went in the sea etc. If you saw a lad in bright blue flowery swimming shorts like diving in the sea after fish then that was me, then we went home and me and my mate got ready to go out again but one of my other mates was feeling ill so he stayed in.
We went up to the Mancs room and sat about with them for a bit but decided we couldn't be arsed with just that so we went down to the West End and as fate would have it ran into the Sunderland girls again! So we went to Soulcity and had a few drinks and then just danced around and had a laugh with the girls from Sunderland and stayed in the club till about 5am and pulled the two that we liked and shared some moments in typical cheesy style (I'll be missing you by Puff Daddy came on as well). So that was our final night and we just pulled an all nighter cause we had to be at the bus for like 8.45.
All in all it was a superb holiday, absolutely loved it and I've got a really bad case of the post-holiday blues. The apartments we stayed in were nice (The Costa Mar) but not having air con was really bad sometimes, the only clubs we went to were Eden and Privilege so it's hard to comment on the club scene over there, I loved where we went so next time I'll be doing all the big clubs. The bars in the West End were a bit tacky but I still enjoyed it and had a laugh. Great holiday though and I'll definately go back! Sorry the review was so long by the way .
Got off the plane, went shopping for supplies and went in the sea for a bit 'cause I was boiling, forgot to dry my feet and had sand in my sandals, ended up with blisters literally the size of my toes which lasted the full week
, then on the way back got stopped by a PR Guy called Will who was Scottish and wanted us to go meganite, my mates would have been happy to just say yes to it straight away but I made him put some proper graft into the sale and said we'd think about it and he could come up to the hotel later on and we'd see. Ended up going for it, free bar and then to Meganite which isn't bad.At the night got dressed up and then went to catch the bus, forgot to change our watches didn't we!? So turned up at 10 thinking it was 9 and ended up getting a taxi to where the bar was. Finally got in and Will paid 15 euros for the taxi which was pretty decent of him! Then went and stood by the Sex on The Beach maker and drank about 20 and ended up well and truly bladdered, then we got on the bus to go to Privilege, offended some German Lesbians on the way thanks to my mates dodgy translation skills! Got into there and being naive agreed to get a round in, 30 euros for 3 drinks, then later on in the night needed a water for 8 euros because the dancefloor was so hot. Then got randomly attacked by some weirdos and had to get a taxi home and then an ambulance because the hotel receptionist thought I was dying. Shelled out 310 euros for the privilege of being cleaned up and having my fingers x-rayed. Awful start to the holiday but before I was attacked the night was superb!
Thursday 18th August
Spent the day trying to recover from the night before with sore feet, a bruised face, trampled fingers and aching ribs on the sunbeds next to the pool. Me and my mates got talking to some girls from Manchester who were a laugh. Then at the night did the lads holiday must and went to the strip club that is Temptation, laughed at my mate who got roped into the lapdancer's tricks and he ended up having 4 lapdances at 25 euros a pop and then he tipped her as well! I stayed sober after the night before's antics but still had a laugh, especially when my mate admitted one of his fantasies was to use a prostitute and then watching him make a fool out of himself by thinking someone promoting amnesia who was Spanish was a prostitute. He'll never live it down!
Went in Tropicana and had another laughed at the drunk ones dancing around like idiots and singing to all the songs and basically looking like idiots.
One of my mates also got given a band which was just a yellow piece of string and he gave her 10 euros for it in change.
Friday 19th August
Spent the day reminding my mates of the night before, had a laugh adding in little details to make them a bit worried. Just chilled by the pool again for the day, decided to go out with the Manchester girls that night.
Decided to start drinking at the hotel, had 3/4's of a bottle of peach shnapps archers and a glass of Baileys which left me quite bladdered as it was.
Then we headed off to Bar Amsterdam after the guy who does PR drew us in (who by the way is quite possibly the best salesman I have ever seen) and got 2 red bulls and a jug of sex on the beach for 10 euros a piece which was probably a massive rip off but seemed reasonable at the time, this gave me the transition from bladdered to absolutely legless.
Then we went to Eden and if you were in there you might have seen me, I was the one dancing topless because I was so f***ed up and you might have spotted me again waiting for a taxi and then running home with my mate still topless (this is exactly the reason I don't get drunk in England).
Got back to the hotel and had to be sick and it just wouldn't stop, luckily the girls from Manchester looked after me and made sure I didn't die!
Saturday 20th August
Woke up REALLY embarrassed especially seeing as it was the first time I've ever suffered memory loss from a night out, had to get accounts from my mates and the Manchester girls to get what happened! So I put the sunglasses on and went to sleep in the sun and left my body to tan.
At the night we decided to go to the West End again and cheese it up at "The 70's, 80's and 90's bar" which was a laugh, went to Bar Amsterdam first and then we met our mates from back home in there which was mad! I pretty much stayed sober after memories from the night before. We went to Eden again, my mate had to leave early after suddenly telling us he was epileptic and was gonna have a fit so I went out with him and some people in the bar down the road helped us out because I just didn't know what to do.
Sunday 21st August
One of the lads stayed in so it just left 2 of us to go to the West End, we went to Bar Amsterdam and had a few there, then went Tropicana and I got grinded by a dirty dirty dirty girl who back home I wouldn't touch, ever, then I felt disturbed so we made a quick exit, then we went to Plastik for about 2 hours, great bar. Then we went on to the 70's, 80's and 90's bar again, had a dance then started going home. Got "approached" by a prostitute, more like groped. So we thought the only way to get rid of her would to just act mad and sing to her, didn't quite work like we planned, we felt like a walking jukebox! Got away eventually and went home.
Monday 22nd August
Went out and didn't get really drunk, just a bit tipsy, went to Soulcity and after a bit of dancing went to the toilet. Two girls burst in asking if I'd seen a guy in a black shirt because he'd just nicked their bag, so I told them not to worry and that I'd get my mates to help us all look up and down the west end for the person who did it. The girls were from Sunderland and a right laugh so we were looking but probably well too slowly for us to actually find the guy who did it. We walked them back to their hotel and arranged to meet them at the beach the next day.
Tuesday 23rd August (Our last night)
Woke up at about 1 which was an hour and a half late than we were meant to be for meeting the girls from Sunderland but we decided to go down to the beach anyway just in case, we took the Manc girls along as well because one of my mates had fallen in love with one of them, we didn't find the girls from Sunderland though which was a shame because I quite liked one of them.
We spent a while on the beach, went in the sea etc. If you saw a lad in bright blue flowery swimming shorts like diving in the sea after fish then that was me
, then we went home and me and my mate got ready to go out again but one of my other mates was feeling ill so he stayed in.We went up to the Mancs room and sat about with them for a bit but decided we couldn't be arsed with just that so we went down to the West End and as fate would have it ran into the Sunderland girls again! So we went to Soulcity and had a few drinks and then just danced around and had a laugh with the girls from Sunderland and stayed in the club till about 5am and pulled the two that we liked and shared some moments in typical cheesy style (I'll be missing you by Puff Daddy came on as well). So that was our final night and we just pulled an all nighter cause we had to be at the bus for like 8.45.
All in all it was a superb holiday, absolutely loved it and I've got a really bad case of the post-holiday blues
. The apartments we stayed in were nice (The Costa Mar) but not having air con was really bad sometimes, the only clubs we went to were Eden and Privilege so it's hard to comment on the club scene over there, I loved where we went so next time I'll be doing all the big clubs. The bars in the West End were a bit tacky but I still enjoyed it and had a laugh. Great holiday though and I'll definately go back! Sorry the review was so long by the way .