Back in the day thats not even a nights worth. Nowadays dunno how many people actually take them? Coke and ket much more common i would sayChrist, that sounds like a hell of a lot!
Well, it does to me anyway.
I wonder how long 16300 pills last in Ibiza? A week?
I noticed the article says that the man hadn’t made any effort to conceal them. Not sure how easy it would be to conceal over 50kgs of contraband
Sounds like he just boldly took his chance and ran the gauntlet.
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The second one of the season, and we're just in MayLooks like a 20 year old Italian died in a San An club last night. Probably drug-related but still unconfirmed
Muere un joven de 20 años en una discoteca de Ibiza
Se baraja la hipótesis de que la causa sea el consumo de drogas
Three if you include the balcony jumper. Two of the three at Ibiza Rocks.The second one of the season, and we're just in May
One the other night on the road from Ibiza town to pdb/figuretas McDonald's aswell.
When we arrived last week from Dénia there was a huge control at the exit of the ferry, around 30-50 cops and at least 5 dogs.
It's been a show they've put on at the opening parties for decades. Don't ever recall it for the rest of the season. Someone in the know for more recent years may correct me
It seems there are more gaurda on the island this year potentially.
Thinking of picking up some out there. They OK then? Half and see how it goes? Or that strong do a 1/4?
It was awesome. Had me dancing like the floor was lava or something 
Nice review. I prefer 2cb these days for a night out as I can get up the next day and not feel too rough compared to pills. We found the ones over there last year weren’t as good as the stuff here in uk so went back on the pills.View attachment 19320
Well well well party people. It’s Friday night and the sun is finally shining on the fine city of Newcastle. It’s been a wet and windy week. I’m just settling down now, had to sit through 2 hours of sports practice for my youngest daughter earlier tonight. What kind of torture is this.
*checks furtively over each shoulder
So, I was in Ibiza last week with my better half. My well aimed intention was to have a total chill out week of relaxation and recuperation. No parties or excessive boozing.
Well, I almost made it.
Temptation got the better of me I’m sorry to report. Maybe one day I will be a better man.
A mate of mine had been out to the white isle the week before and highly recommended these SIM card pills. They gave him very good coverage he quipped. It wasn’t long before I sniffed out a slack handful for myself, along with some 2C-B (why the hell not eh)
Initially I was surprised to see that they are a two tone style of press. I don’t think I have seen this in Ibiza yet. A very similar look to the very high strength Dutch pills that were common in the UK before Covid (shudder, that was a grim 2 years. Sorry to bring it up).
Some had Vodafone embossed while others had Lebara or KPN logo. The reverse has MDMA and some other random letters and numbers embossed.
Quite crumbly, they weren’t the hardest of presses. Worth keeping in mind if you are stashing them in a tight spot to evade the fuzz or security etc.
So after a nice chilled out week of cruising around some very nice beaches in our hire jeep, I fancied going out and getting trollied for a couple of hours to some loud music.
We really enjoy being outdoors so we got our shit together early and jumped on the bus down to PDB for Ants @Ushuaia.
50 bucks each and we walked in there just after 5 (or 1700 if you are one of them mega serious people).
The place was already buzzing with a lively crowd of people. It always seems to have an energetic buzz whenever I walk into Ants. Music banging, sun shining, planes flying over, people bouncing around looking cool and dancing in the sun. Sorry, I know Ants isn’t everyone’s cup of tea but it would be a boring world if we all liked the same things. I quite like the place.
I decided to get one of these SIM cards hooked up to my 5G network or whatever. Sorry I can’t think of anymore mobile phone dad jokes at the minute.
I wasn’t sure of the strength, so I played it safe by biting off 3 quarters and sending it straight down my hatch assisted by a swig from a €15 bottle of water courtesy of Ushuaia (the water is the most expensive thing in this equation).
As I already mentioned, these are a little crumbly. Something that I momentarily forgot about. My mouth was covered in this magic dust that tasted like I had just licked the wheel of a JCB. Rank!
With this party pill now inside me I felt like my work was done for now. We drifted down into the main crowd and soaked up the atmosphere.
This feeling never gets old for me. Like a kid waiting for Xmas to arrive and opening all of the advent calendar doors. You know it’s inside you and you are just counting down the minutes until it hits you. You want it to hit you hard. But obviously not too hard lol. You are also secretly hoping you aren’t going to turn into a third degree gurn victim and end up on some skinny Jean wearing whippersnapper’s TikTok page the next day, your jaw doing the riverdance.
No worries here. I’d say about 45 minutes into it I had this overwhelming feeling of amaxingness coming over me.
Bam! The music sounded louder and the bass felt harder. Everything was going off. Could feel my feet bouncing and my head moving.
I think it was at this point my missus asked ‘so it’s hitting you then?’
My normal reply to this is always ‘nah, think they’re dudds mate’ Private joke from years that never gets old for me.
These deffo weren’t dudds. I could see my missus coming under the effects now as well. Some of the classic signs like talking 300mph (her normal pace being 100mph)
So we enjoyed the music and had a good dance. Bounced off the crowd a bit and had a few chats with people. We always meet the most random people. My instagram friends list is full of them. I think the most random is a couple of Saudi lads that were just chilling out in Ushuaia once drinking Coca Cola. Teetotal and sober as a pair of judges just watching the party going off. Got chatting to to them and they were both really sound lads. They were laughing their heads off at my arabic speaking. I must have sounded like Del Boy Trotter to them or something. Still see their story updates every now and then. Looks like they travel the world with a professional photographer in tow. Private yachts, swanky hotels etc. I wonder what they think when they see my Thursday night football match story updates from Walker leisure dome.
Anyway, back to the SIM cards. Took the rest of my pill about an hour later. Was seriously rolling and the music was carrying us. Felt like I could dance for hours.
It was at this point I decided to add some 2C-B into the mix.
For me it always works really well with MDMA, like a perfect combo. Although it’s worth noting that this has been my ‘go to’ mix for quite a few years now and I’m very familiar with it. If it’s something you feel like trying in the future please make sure you are happy with both substances first and go by the set and setting sort of methodology.
These are the yellow pills in my photo, some sort of pikachu design or something. I’ve had them before so I took 3 of them and it seemed to hit my sweet spot. Around 20mg is perfect for me so I’d reckon these are about 6 or 7mg each. Also, takes a good hour for them to hit me. Bear that in mind, they don’t hit as quick as xtc.
I’ll leave it at that for now. Most of you will know how it goes. The pills were working their magic and the combination of the music, the lights, the lasers, the crowd, the sun shining and then gradually getting dark etc. There was a really good DJ on called Cloonee. I really liked his tunes, he seemed to be really pleasing the crowd. He played this one track that I’m sure is a remix of Robin S’s Back It Up. Maybe I imagined it? I’ve been searching for it and had no luck so far
I found these SIM cards to be very clean and packed a decent punch.
After Ants we went for a few drinks in the boozers along the strip. The MDMA had pleasantly tailed off and the 2C-B was running the show now. It was so good. Nice visuals. Drinks tasted amazing and music sounded great. Everything seems enhanced.
We caught a bus back over to San An. I think it was a disco bus, although maybe captain 2C-B was still at the helm here. Was great just cruising along that kind of dual carriageway road with some tunes pumping out.
Im not sure if it had anything to do with the pills, but I felt super chilled out now.
A short walk back to our hotel and I decided to jump in for a quick shower before hitting the sack. I’d been sweating like a politician on a lie detector. The water from the shower felt amazing. Calling it a golden shower is definitely the wrong terminology, but it felt truly epic hitting my skin.
The bed felt even better. I watched little cartoon films and random geometric shapes morphing into each other on the ceiling for about an hour.
Next day I woke up like a normal day. Had a spot of breakfast and chilled by the pool and read some of my book while sipping a cold one. This is the life eh
I felt pretty chuffed with myself, it was a really good night. A mini adventure with my missus.
Adult life grinds me down sometimes. It’s good to totally check out from reality every now and then and remind yourself how good life was when you were a kid and had zero responsibilities apart from having a right good laugh.
Take care my friends.
PS - I will find that bloody track one day
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Well well well party people. It’s Friday night and the sun is finally shining on the fine city of Newcastle. It’s been a wet and windy week. I’m just settling down now, had to sit through 2 hours of sports practice for my youngest daughter earlier tonight. What kind of torture is this.
*checks furtively over each shoulder
So, I was in Ibiza last week with my better half. My well aimed intention was to have a total chill out week of relaxation and recuperation. No parties or excessive boozing.
Well, I almost made it.
Temptation got the better of me I’m sorry to report. Maybe one day I will be a better man.
A mate of mine had been out to the white isle the week before and highly recommended these SIM card pills. They gave him very good coverage he quipped. It wasn’t long before I sniffed out a slack handful for myself, along with some 2C-B (why the hell not eh)
Initially I was surprised to see that they are a two tone style of press. I don’t think I have seen this in Ibiza yet. A very similar look to the very high strength Dutch pills that were common in the UK before Covid (shudder, that was a grim 2 years. Sorry to bring it up).
Some had Vodafone embossed while others had Lebara or KPN logo. The reverse has MDMA and some other random letters and numbers embossed.
Quite crumbly, they weren’t the hardest of presses. Worth keeping in mind if you are stashing them in a tight spot to evade the fuzz or security etc.
So after a nice chilled out week of cruising around some very nice beaches in our hire jeep, I fancied going out and getting trollied for a couple of hours to some loud music.
We really enjoy being outdoors so we got our shit together early and jumped on the bus down to PDB for Ants @Ushuaia.
50 bucks each and we walked in there just after 5 (or 1700 if you are one of them mega serious people).
The place was already buzzing with a lively crowd of people. It always seems to have an energetic buzz whenever I walk into Ants. Music banging, sun shining, planes flying over, people bouncing around looking cool and dancing in the sun. Sorry, I know Ants isn’t everyone’s cup of tea but it would be a boring world if we all liked the same things. I quite like the place.
I decided to get one of these SIM cards hooked up to my 5G network or whatever. Sorry I can’t think of anymore mobile phone dad jokes at the minute.
I wasn’t sure of the strength, so I played it safe by biting off 3 quarters and sending it straight down my hatch assisted by a swig from a €15 bottle of water courtesy of Ushuaia (the water is the most expensive thing in this equation).
As I already mentioned, these are a little crumbly. Something that I momentarily forgot about. My mouth was covered in this magic dust that tasted like I had just licked the wheel of a JCB. Rank!
With this party pill now inside me I felt like my work was done for now. We drifted down into the main crowd and soaked up the atmosphere.
This feeling never gets old for me. Like a kid waiting for Xmas to arrive and opening all of the advent calendar doors. You know it’s inside you and you are just counting down the minutes until it hits you. You want it to hit you hard. But obviously not too hard lol. You are also secretly hoping you aren’t going to turn into a third degree gurn victim and end up on some skinny Jean wearing whippersnapper’s TikTok page the next day, your jaw doing the riverdance.
No worries here. I’d say about 45 minutes into it I had this overwhelming feeling of amaxingness coming over me.
Bam! The music sounded louder and the bass felt harder. Everything was going off. Could feel my feet bouncing and my head moving.
I think it was at this point my missus asked ‘so it’s hitting you then?’
My normal reply to this is always ‘nah, think they’re dudds mate’ Private joke from years that never gets old for me.
These deffo weren’t dudds. I could see my missus coming under the effects now as well. Some of the classic signs like talking 300mph (her normal pace being 100mph)
So we enjoyed the music and had a good dance. Bounced off the crowd a bit and had a few chats with people. We always meet the most random people. My instagram friends list is full of them. I think the most random is a couple of Saudi lads that were just chilling out in Ushuaia once drinking Coca Cola. Teetotal and sober as a pair of judges just watching the party going off. Got chatting to to them and they were both really sound lads. They were laughing their heads off at my arabic speaking. I must have sounded like Del Boy Trotter to them or something. Still see their story updates every now and then. Looks like they travel the world with a professional photographer in tow. Private yachts, swanky hotels etc. I wonder what they think when they see my Thursday night football match story updates from Walker leisure dome.
Anyway, back to the SIM cards. Took the rest of my pill about an hour later. Was seriously rolling and the music was carrying us. Felt like I could dance for hours.
It was at this point I decided to add some 2C-B into the mix.
For me it always works really well with MDMA, like a perfect combo. Although it’s worth noting that this has been my ‘go to’ mix for quite a few years now and I’m very familiar with it. If it’s something you feel like trying in the future please make sure you are happy with both substances first and go by the set and setting sort of methodology.
These are the yellow pills in my photo, some sort of pikachu design or something. I’ve had them before so I took 3 of them and it seemed to hit my sweet spot. Around 20mg is perfect for me so I’d reckon these are about 6 or 7mg each. Also, takes a good hour for them to hit me. Bear that in mind, they don’t hit as quick as xtc.
I’ll leave it at that for now. Most of you will know how it goes. The pills were working their magic and the combination of the music, the lights, the lasers, the crowd, the sun shining and then gradually getting dark etc. There was a really good DJ on called Cloonee. I really liked his tunes, he seemed to be really pleasing the crowd. He played this one track that I’m sure is a remix of Robin S’s Back It Up. Maybe I imagined it? I’ve been searching for it and had no luck so far
I found these SIM cards to be very clean and packed a decent punch.
After Ants we went for a few drinks in the boozers along the strip. The MDMA had pleasantly tailed off and the 2C-B was running the show now. It was so good. Nice visuals. Drinks tasted amazing and music sounded great. Everything seems enhanced.
We caught a bus back over to San An. I think it was a disco bus, although maybe captain 2C-B was still at the helm here. Was great just cruising along that kind of dual carriageway road with some tunes pumping out.
Im not sure if it had anything to do with the pills, but I felt super chilled out now.
A short walk back to our hotel and I decided to jump in for a quick shower before hitting the sack. I’d been sweating like a politician on a lie detector. The water from the shower felt amazing. Calling it a golden shower is definitely the wrong terminology, but it felt truly epic hitting my skin.
The bed felt even better. I watched little cartoon films and random geometric shapes morphing into each other on the ceiling for about an hour.
Next day I woke up like a normal day. Had a spot of breakfast and chilled by the pool and read some of my book while sipping a cold one. This is the life eh
I felt pretty chuffed with myself, it was a really good night. A mini adventure with my missus.
Adult life grinds me down sometimes. It’s good to totally check out from reality every now and then and remind yourself how good life was when you were a kid and had zero responsibilities apart from having a right good laugh.
Take care my friends.
PS - I will find that bloody track one day
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