Usual drunken shenanigans at airport so I fell asleep as soon as I got on plane, unfortunately in my drunken state instead of putting my head on Tom's lap I put it on some random bloke's sat the other side of me and he couldn't move me the whole flight much to the amusement of his friends 
Got a second lease of life when we'd got taxi to Es Vive (nice room altho there was this massive Hed Kandi pic on the wall and I'm sure the woman kept trying to hypnotise everytime I was in bed going 'You will like Hed Kandi' ) so got on the rose to send me to sleep, couldn't sleep and was still awake at 7am so thought I would take a sleeping tablet but in my drunk state took a valium instead so by the time Jamie and Alex came round a couple of hours later I was Add a few bottles of rose for breakfast at Passion and I was
Got into Space early afternoon, good to see some old faces and meet some new ones (I won't list everyone cos I'm bound to forget someone), music was spot on for a Sunday afternoon on the terrace, thought Aldrin was brilliant, Lawler produced the goods as per normal and Groove Armada blew me away, thought I was going to explode (tm Jamie) when they played Promised Land and Superstylin (how many times ) altho that might have been partly to do with bottle of poppers I'd had attached to my nose all day
Rachel and her little hens didn't have passouts so we used ours when the terrace closed, went and made a beach house with Jamie and Alex and were joined by the lovely Crofty and his lovely head drank rose and listened to the whips (does anyone actually know what Tom was on about with the whips )
Headed back into Space for Felix da Housecat, omg one of the sets of the holiday as we walked in he was playing Pink Floyd - Another Brick in the Wall and we knew it was going to be one of 'those' sets So many exploding moments, I think bits of me are still scattered inside Space
Left at 6.30am, all back to Es Vive, had some rose, Tom and Alex talked trance and me and Jamie played hide and seek under the bed and reached new levels of lowness when we were smoking butt ends from the ashtray cos we thought we'd run out of cigarettes til I found some in my bag Then back to Jamie and Alex's, more rose and minxiness, Tom did goblin impressions for us and then we headed to DC10, first time for a few years that I'd done Space straight thru to DC10 but proved there's plenty of life left in this old bint still Was bit worried cos had heard no music on terrace but the inside was blinding, proper boshing it out.
Left DC10 and took walk back to PDB, had a minutes silence outside Bora Bora, almost shed a tear, there was 6 people sat there whereas you know what it normally is like post DC10
Crawled back to hotel destroyed, drank rose, got few hours kip.
Woke up feeling suprisingly normal, well 'normal' might be exaggeration but was functioning, met up with Jamie and Alex in morning to go to Croissant Show, breakfast for them, rose for me, then Alex drove us to Benniras and we spent lovely afternoon minxing round on the beach, drinking rose and finding new giiirrrrlfriends for Jamie Then quick change at hotel and went to KM5, unfortunately we couldn't get thru on phone to book and there was no tables so we had drink there and then went to Ibiza Town and embraced this eating malarky cos remembered hadn't eaten since Saturday Had lovely meal at Dalt Villa, said bye to Rach and her hens and eating finished me off so we crawled back to hotel and slept.
Wednesday thought we should get a day on the beach but there was one of the worse storms I've ever seen in Ibiza and when we made a run for it to go to Passion we left our towels on sunbed so by time sun came out our towels were drenched so went back to hotel and drank in bar. Had thought bout La Troya Wednesday night but had a chilled one instead cos I knew I had to embrace the trance the following night
Thursday had a lazy day, felt grrrrreeeeaaaat for having some of this sleep business and then headed to Jamie and Alex's for Cream. Now I'd not been to Cream for 4 years, fed up with crowd, overcrowding etc but Alex had kindly got us on VIP g/list, we were even allowed to dance in the DJ booth when Gareth was playing, I felt like a DJs personal podium dancer Gareth was excellent, Tiesto was good and Paul Van Dyk blew us away, still dancing in the main room at 8am in the morning. Couldn't get a taxi for love nor money, even contemplated getting a bus but ended in a random taxi with the driver's mate in the boot
Carried on with our trance sesh all day at Jamie and Alex's, at one point the restaurant below their hotel started playing really annoying music disrupting our trance so me and Jamie went down and asked them if they could turn the music down cos we had a sick child in our room Also I have vague recollections of hanging thru the railing pretending I was a dancing monkey (Jamie/Alex can you explain what I was doing then )
Crawled back to Es Vive at some point, got a bit of sleep and then up bright and early for Matinee@Space. First time I had been to Matinee and we loved it, brilliant music and fab crowd, exploding moments came in the form of Pete Heller's Big Love which always reminds me and Tom of being in Space on New Years Day 2000 Left there and went to Bora Bora for rose but it's so depressing with no music that we had bright idea of going to watch sunset, joined by Stephen and Anthony and then the next thing I know Jamie has got us on g/list for DefMix and we're heading back to Ibiza Town. Don't remember much bout DefMix cept for looking for Mr Morales without top I remember having the bright idea of carrying all the way thru to Space but fortunately Tom is slightly more sensible than me and got me in a headlock, took me back to hotel and shoved a valium in my mouth
Woke up Sunday morning, went for rose at Passion and to say bye to Jamie and Alex but fortunately new destroyees had landed in the form of Jon and Bec You think I'd have learnt my lesson after the state of me at Space the week before but oh no, I'm before I even get into Space, we left Passion and I fell over in the middle of the street another collection of bruises to add to the growing collection Cos Tom was so busy trying to keep his wayward g/friend upright we forgot to get wristbands but as it turned out we wouldn't have used them cos music was soooo good, much harder than week before, Yousef was blinding, highlights were Intro and My My My, Lawler was good and then just before midnight beautiful ladieeee Lottie turned up and played til 12.45. Left terrace, took Jon, Bec, Stephen and Anthony to our beach house but they weren't that impressed with it so went back to their apartment, minxed about for a bit and crawled back to Es Vive 6am Monday morning.
Managed to get couple of hours sleep, spent day on beach, had some drinks with Stephen and Anthony and then headed to Release Yourself. The man Sanchez was on top form, didn't leave dancefloor once, even got some kisses from him at the end, then quick change and to Manumission Carry On with Jon and Bec. The Carry On was fab, as messy as ever, Alfredo and his son played back to back first (first time I'd seen his son and was very impressed) and then yay it was beautiful ladieee Lottie again. Crawled out of Space to Passion for a bit cos couldn't make it to Bora Bora in one go then sat down at Bora Bora, actually appreciating the silence cos we felt like we'd spent the last 4 days in clubs which wasn't far from the truth
Crawled back to hotel destroyed, didn't think my body would ever work again but woke up Wednesday alive which was an achievement Went over to Coastline to watch the sunset and it was a really good sunset which you don't often get in September, as the sunset they played U2 - One (mine and Tom's fave U2 song) which was one of 'those' moments Then went to eat at Kasbah, even tho I didn't want to give my money to Judge Jules I do like it as a restaurant, had planned to go to Underground but again this eating malarky finished me off
Thursday was Tom's birthday Now I know if it was my birthday in Ibiza I would start the day with rose, champagne, lucozade and snorting action Tom bless him wanted to spend all day drinking smoothies and eating cookies at Passion Stephen, Jon and Bec came to Es Vive for pre-drinks, also good to see Scott and Laura again and then we headed to Pacha. Absolutely top night, Yousef was on top form, I don't actually remember seeing X-Press 2 even tho I was dancing to them and Dave Seaman finished the night off in style-eeeee, he was boshing out the trance, I thought Tom was going to explode having some trance on his birthday Back to ours for drinks, then went out and drank til we destroyed ourselves in bar and crawled back to hotel.
Saturday woke up with a stompy face cos it was last day, had a relaxing last day on beach and watching the football, bought 1800 Marlboro Lights cos at 23 euros for 200 it would be rude not to (c) and then went for lovely meal at La Brasa. Then stomped all the way to airport where Jon and Bec were on same flight as us and somehow made it back in one piece, just minus a few million braincells, a few new bruises but no long-term damage or serious injuries
All in all a fab holiday, all the club nights were spot on, fab company and still time to do some nice things as well
Seeya all next year
Got a second lease of life when we'd got taxi to Es Vive (nice room altho there was this massive Hed Kandi pic on the wall and I'm sure the woman kept trying to hypnotise everytime I was in bed going 'You will like Hed Kandi'
) so got on the rose to send me to sleep, couldn't sleep and was still awake at 7am so thought I would take a sleeping tablet but in my drunk state took a valium instead so by the time Jamie and Alex came round a couple of hours later I was Add a few bottles of rose for breakfast at Passion and I was Got into Space early afternoon, good to see some old faces and meet some new ones (I won't list everyone cos I'm bound to forget someone), music was spot on for a Sunday afternoon on the terrace, thought Aldrin was brilliant, Lawler produced the goods as per normal and Groove Armada blew me away, thought I was going to explode (tm Jamie) when they played Promised Land and Superstylin (how many times
) altho that might have been partly to do with bottle of poppers I'd had attached to my nose all day Rachel and her little hens didn't have passouts so we used ours when the terrace closed, went and made a beach house with Jamie and Alex and were joined by the lovely Crofty and his lovely head
drank rose and listened to the whips (does anyone actually know what Tom was on about with the whips )Headed back into Space for Felix da Housecat, omg one of the sets of the holiday
as we walked in he was playing Pink Floyd - Another Brick in the Wall and we knew it was going to be one of 'those' sets So many exploding moments, I think bits of me are still scattered inside Space Left at 6.30am, all back to Es Vive, had some rose, Tom and Alex talked trance and me and Jamie played hide and seek under the bed and reached new levels of lowness when we were smoking butt ends from the ashtray cos we thought we'd run out of cigarettes til I found some in my bag
Then back to Jamie and Alex's, more rose and minxiness, Tom did goblin impressions for us and then we headed to DC10, first time for a few years that I'd done Space straight thru to DC10 but proved there's plenty of life left in this old bint still Was bit worried cos had heard no music on terrace but the inside was blinding, proper boshing it out.Left DC10 and took walk back to PDB, had a minutes silence outside Bora Bora, almost shed a tear, there was 6 people sat there whereas you know what it normally is like post DC10
Crawled back to hotel destroyed, drank rose, got few hours kip.Woke up feeling suprisingly normal, well 'normal' might be exaggeration but was functioning, met up with Jamie and Alex in morning to go to Croissant Show, breakfast for them, rose for me, then Alex drove us to Benniras and we spent lovely afternoon minxing round on the beach, drinking rose and finding new giiirrrrlfriends for Jamie
Then quick change at hotel and went to KM5, unfortunately we couldn't get thru on phone to book and there was no tables so we had drink there and then went to Ibiza Town and embraced this eating malarky cos remembered hadn't eaten since Saturday Had lovely meal at Dalt Villa, said bye to Rach and her hens and eating finished me off so we crawled back to hotel and slept.Wednesday thought we should get a day on the beach but there was one of the worse storms I've ever seen in Ibiza and when we made a run for it to go to Passion we left our towels on sunbed so by time sun came out our towels were drenched so went back to hotel and drank in bar. Had thought bout La Troya Wednesday night but had a chilled one instead cos I knew I had to embrace the trance the following night
Thursday had a lazy day, felt grrrrreeeeaaaat for having some of this sleep business and then headed to Jamie and Alex's for Cream. Now I'd not been to Cream for 4 years, fed up with crowd, overcrowding etc but Alex had kindly got us on VIP g/list, we were even allowed to dance in the DJ booth when Gareth was playing, I felt like a DJs personal podium dancer
Gareth was excellent, Tiesto was good and Paul Van Dyk blew us away, still dancing in the main room at 8am in the morning. Couldn't get a taxi for love nor money, even contemplated getting a bus but ended in a random taxi with the driver's mate in the boot Carried on with our trance sesh all day at Jamie and Alex's, at one point the restaurant below their hotel started playing really annoying music disrupting our trance so me and Jamie went down and asked them if they could turn the music down cos we had a sick child in our room
Also I have vague recollections of hanging thru the railing pretending I was a dancing monkey (Jamie/Alex can you explain what I was doing then )Crawled back to Es Vive at some point, got a bit of sleep and then up bright and early for Matinee@Space. First time I had been to Matinee and we loved it, brilliant music and fab crowd, exploding moments came in the form of Pete Heller's Big Love which always reminds me and Tom of being in Space on New Years Day 2000
Left there and went to Bora Bora for rose but it's so depressing with no music that we had bright idea of going to watch sunset, joined by Stephen and Anthony and then the next thing I know Jamie has got us on g/list for DefMix and we're heading back to Ibiza Town. Don't remember much bout DefMix cept for looking for Mr Morales without top I remember having the bright idea of carrying all the way thru to Space but fortunately Tom is slightly more sensible than me and got me in a headlock, took me back to hotel and shoved a valium in my mouth Woke up Sunday morning, went for rose at Passion and to say bye to Jamie and Alex
but fortunately new destroyees had landed in the form of Jon and Bec You think I'd have learnt my lesson after the state of me at Space the week before but oh no, I'm before I even get into Space, we left Passion and I fell over in the middle of the street another collection of bruises to add to the growing collection Cos Tom was so busy trying to keep his wayward g/friend upright we forgot to get wristbands but as it turned out we wouldn't have used them cos music was soooo good, much harder than week before, Yousef was blinding, highlights were Intro and My My My, Lawler was good and then just before midnight beautiful ladieeee Lottie turned up and played til 12.45. Left terrace, took Jon, Bec, Stephen and Anthony to our beach house but they weren't that impressed with it so went back to their apartment, minxed about for a bit and crawled back to Es Vive 6am Monday morning. Managed to get couple of hours sleep, spent day on beach, had some drinks with Stephen and Anthony and then headed to Release Yourself. The man Sanchez was on top form, didn't leave dancefloor once, even got some kisses from him at the end, then quick change and to Manumission Carry On with Jon and Bec. The Carry On was fab, as messy as ever, Alfredo and his son played back to back first (first time I'd seen his son and was very impressed) and then yay it was beautiful ladieee Lottie again. Crawled out of Space to Passion for a bit cos couldn't make it to Bora Bora in one go
then sat down at Bora Bora, actually appreciating the silence cos we felt like we'd spent the last 4 days in clubs which wasn't far from the truth Crawled back to hotel destroyed, didn't think my body would ever work again but woke up Wednesday alive which was an achievement
Went over to Coastline to watch the sunset and it was a really good sunset which you don't often get in September, as the sunset they played U2 - One (mine and Tom's fave U2 song) which was one of 'those' moments Then went to eat at Kasbah, even tho I didn't want to give my money to Judge Jules I do like it as a restaurant, had planned to go to Underground but again this eating malarky finished me off Thursday was Tom's birthday
Now I know if it was my birthday in Ibiza I would start the day with rose, champagne, lucozade and snorting action Tom bless him wanted to spend all day drinking smoothies and eating cookies at Passion Stephen, Jon and Bec came to Es Vive for pre-drinks, also good to see Scott and Laura again and then we headed to Pacha. Absolutely top night, Yousef was on top form, I don't actually remember seeing X-Press 2 even tho I was dancing to them and Dave Seaman finished the night off in style-eeeee, he was boshing out the trance, I thought Tom was going to explode having some trance on his birthday Back to ours for drinks, then went out and drank til we destroyed ourselves in bar and crawled back to hotel.Saturday woke up with a stompy face cos it was last day, had a relaxing last day on beach and watching the football, bought 1800 Marlboro Lights cos at 23 euros for 200 it would be rude not to (c) and then went for lovely meal at La Brasa. Then stomped all the way to airport where Jon and Bec were on same flight as us and somehow made it back in one piece, just minus a few million braincells, a few new bruises but no long-term damage or serious injuries
All in all a fab holiday, all the club nights were spot on, fab company and still time to do some nice things as well
Seeya all next year
I though RY Was great, not very busy mind, but the S man was playing just what i like.