First Time! 9 Nights!
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Monday 29th July - The Last Night!
The last full day in Paradise. I was up and out of bed by around 1ish as I had gotten to bed ~6:30-7am and wasn't all that drunk. Last day so I thought I'd head down to the pool with 1 friend while the others lounged about. I think we had intended on going down to Bora Bora for our last day but the other 2 never made it up in time really. I wasn't too bothered. I lay around the pool with my iPod for about 2 hours trying to get the last of the sun before I headed home.
Around about 4ish I headed back to the lads in the apartment. I showered as it was so warm I was sweating. We decided to go out for a walk and grab some food. We strolled along the Waterfront and sat in one of the restaurants there and got some food and a few drinks. They had some sprinklers that were spraying like a mist which was quite refreshing as it was about 40degrees out.
Food eaten we headed back in the direction of the apartment. Our plan was to head down to Mambo for our last sunset
and then maybe hit the strip until 2-3am and have an early flight as we had to be at the airport for about 9:20am. Back to the apartment, packed our bags and off to the shops to buy some cans. Off to Mambo we went. Have to say, probably the best sunset yet. Such a clear sky. The strip was packed with people. The Dj played Pavarotti just as the sun was going down. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I felt so sad, knowing this was to be my last sunset in what I now know is paradise. From there the plan to go home at 2-3 changed to 3-4am and we would check out what time MK was playing his set in Eden
I think Chuckie came on the decks then and started playing. There were quite a few reps along the beach so I thought I would start asking them Q's about the nights they were promoting, really engage them, and as they ask do you want to go, finally tell them "Oh no I can't, I'm going home tomorrow morning". Actually got talking to one rep, who was telling us she was at Sankeys the night before and had <3s, because we were telling her about it. Unfortunate for us! Anyway I took some bands off her anyway as souvenirs and we departed ways. We stayed at Mambos quite late this day, it being our last. We were all pretty drunk, having drank quite a bit of vodka and about 6-7 cans of cider. I think it was about 11pm when we went back to grab a quick shower and change.
I wasn't going to bring my I.D. out for Eden as we originally intended on an early one but as we got showered and sat out on the balcony drinking, getting all nostalgic, we began contemplating skipping our flight and staying a few days. One friend was on the phone to his brother trying to get money, who was encouraging us to stay. One was just going to pretend we missed our flight due to work. The other wasn't impressed and I think Ibiza had gotten the better of him. Not to add, being subject to the butt of all jokes I simply text my mam telling her was thinking of staying and she text me back having looked for flights for us Moment of madness, but we decided against it because of money and work commitments. 200euro for flights, then extra 5 days accommodation and spending money. Still half regret not staying!
Anyway, grabbed my I.D. just in case we decided to go to Eden We hit 1 or 2 bars on the strip before making our way down the Waterfront where we got talking to a group of girls. Can't remember how but we did. The girls ended up splitting in 2 groups, some came with us and some consoled one who had broken up with her BF or something. I sat talking to one while the rest of them were on the amusements. Don't know what happened but when they had all finished on the amusements the girls went off, but I didn't mind because we were right next to Eden and I wanted to catch MK So we queued up to get in. One of the lads wasn't on guestlist and spent all his money on amusements and I wouldn't give him my money, not that I had much, so he went home. Another was drunk and think marched to the top of the Q. We were queued next to some girls who happen to live near my cousin, and turned out actually knew my cousin. Small world! When we finally got to the top of the Q my friend was still there. He never brought his I.D and think had spent most his money. The 2 remaining of us went in. I wasn't wasting my last night!
We got in and the place was rammed. MK was on and the place was hopping. There were quite a few workers there as I think they get into Eden for free with key rings. Not long in and I asked one worker if he had any <3s to which he said his friend had. He went off and came back. It was only the girl from Mambos earlier. We had only been discussing how bad the blue ghosties were earlier and she was trying to sell me some lol She then said she only had 3 <3s and I said I only wanted 2 anyway. It then came down to only 1<3 left actually and I thought yeah, my last night and I'm not going heavy anyway. So got that and popped it and stayed with my friend and had a drink. It took so long to come up that I thought it was a dud momentarily. But then it did. The place was hopping and then Mark Knight came on! My friend wanted to go but I was just coming up and had no intention of leaving. Got talking to some worker girl and I told my friend I would stay with them for the night if he wanted to go. Mark Knight was much better this week than the previous. Maybe because it was a bigger crowd, or because he was following MK, or because I had dropped, or maybe a combination of all 3, but it was a great night. Towards the end I ended up drifting away from the workers and got talking to a group of lads from Dublin. It was the same the week before, Mark Knight seems to attract a lot of Irish. I stayed until the end and was still buzzed leaving.
The last full day in Paradise. I was up and out of bed by around 1ish as I had gotten to bed ~6:30-7am and wasn't all that drunk. Last day so I thought I'd head down to the pool with 1 friend while the others lounged about. I think we had intended on going down to Bora Bora for our last day but the other 2 never made it up in time really. I wasn't too bothered. I lay around the pool with my iPod for about 2 hours trying to get the last of the sun before I headed home.
Around about 4ish I headed back to the lads in the apartment. I showered as it was so warm I was sweating. We decided to go out for a walk and grab some food. We strolled along the Waterfront and sat in one of the restaurants there and got some food and a few drinks. They had some sprinklers that were spraying like a mist which was quite refreshing as it was about 40degrees out.
Food eaten we headed back in the direction of the apartment. Our plan was to head down to Mambo for our last sunset
and then maybe hit the strip until 2-3am and have an early flight as we had to be at the airport for about 9:20am. Back to the apartment, packed our bags and off to the shops to buy some cans. Off to Mambo we went. Have to say, probably the best sunset yet. Such a clear sky. The strip was packed with people. The Dj played Pavarotti just as the sun was going down. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up. I felt so sad, knowing this was to be my last sunset in what I now know is paradise. From there the plan to go home at 2-3 changed to 3-4am and we would check out what time MK was playing his set in Eden I think Chuckie came on the decks then and started playing. There were quite a few reps along the beach so I thought I would start asking them Q's about the nights they were promoting, really engage them, and as they ask do you want to go, finally tell them "Oh no I can't, I'm going home tomorrow morning
". Actually got talking to one rep, who was telling us she was at Sankeys the night before and had <3s, because we were telling her about it. Unfortunate for us! Anyway I took some bands off her anyway as souvenirs and we departed ways. We stayed at Mambos quite late this day, it being our last. We were all pretty drunk, having drank quite a bit of vodka and about 6-7 cans of cider. I think it was about 11pm when we went back to grab a quick shower and change. I wasn't going to bring my I.D. out for Eden as we originally intended on an early one but as we got showered and sat out on the balcony drinking, getting all nostalgic, we began contemplating skipping our flight and staying a few days. One friend was on the phone to his brother trying to get money, who was encouraging us to stay. One was just going to pretend we missed our flight due to work. The other wasn't impressed and I think Ibiza had gotten the better of him. Not to add, being subject to the butt of all jokes
I simply text my mam telling her was thinking of staying and she text me back having looked for flights for us Moment of madness, but we decided against it because of money and work commitments. 200euro for flights, then extra 5 days accommodation and spending money. Still half regret not staying!Anyway, grabbed my I.D. just in case we decided to go to Eden
We hit 1 or 2 bars on the strip before making our way down the Waterfront where we got talking to a group of girls. Can't remember how but we did. The girls ended up splitting in 2 groups, some came with us and some consoled one who had broken up with her BF or something. I sat talking to one while the rest of them were on the amusements. Don't know what happened but when they had all finished on the amusements the girls went off, but I didn't mind because we were right next to Eden and I wanted to catch MK So we queued up to get in. One of the lads wasn't on guestlist and spent all his money on amusements and I wouldn't give him my money, not that I had much, so he went home. Another was drunk and think marched to the top of the Q. We were queued next to some girls who happen to live near my cousin, and turned out actually knew my cousin. Small world! When we finally got to the top of the Q my friend was still there. He never brought his I.D and think had spent most his money. The 2 remaining of us went in. I wasn't wasting my last night! We got in and the place was rammed. MK was on and the place was hopping. There were quite a few workers there as I think they get into Eden for free with key rings. Not long in and I asked one worker if he had any <3s to which he said his friend had. He went off and came back. It was only the girl from Mambos earlier. We had only been discussing how bad the blue ghosties were earlier and she was trying to sell me some lol She then said she only had 3 <3s and I said I only wanted 2 anyway. It then came down to only 1<3 left actually and I thought yeah, my last night and I'm not going heavy anyway. So got that and popped it and stayed with my friend and had a drink. It took so long to come up that I thought it was a dud momentarily. But then it did. The place was hopping and then Mark Knight came on! My friend wanted to go but I was just coming up and had no intention of leaving. Got talking to some worker girl and I told my friend I would stay with them for the night if he wanted to go. Mark Knight was much better this week than the previous. Maybe because it was a bigger crowd, or because he was following MK, or because I had dropped, or maybe a combination of all 3, but it was a great night. Towards the end I ended up drifting away from the workers and got talking to a group of lads from Dublin. It was the same the week before, Mark Knight seems to attract a lot of Irish. I stayed until the end and was still buzzed leaving.
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Monday 30th July - Going Home
By the time I got back to the apartment I think it was about 7:30am. I had set my alarm for 8am to get up. I went to the fridge and there was one can left. I was starting to come off it and I like to have a drink around then. Planned on hitting a bar in the airport. Sat listening to music and talking to 2 of my friends before grabbing a shower and freshening up before leaving. Good idea packing the day before. It was a depressing walk down the road to where we had to check out. I threw on my sunglasses and dragged myself down to check out and ordered a taxi. It was a quiet taxi ride to the airport. Everyone was feeling down about having to leave.
We got to the airport and got a drink and something to eat while we waited to check in. All very quiet. I was getting the sweats and was over-tired. Waiting to check in and who walks in front of me. It's only Jamie Carragher. I'm not a L'pool fan so I just said to everyone, "There's Jamie Carragher.....". He was only there momentarily before going off. We checked in and went through. As we were queuing to go through security a lot of people noticed Jamie Carragher. He was with his family. As he walked alongside at security I tapped him and said "Hey Jamie, Say hello to Gary Neville for me will ya " and then walked off. Gary Neville is a ledge!
Waiting at the gate I threw myself across the seats and just lay there half-asleep. We had priority boarding anyway. When the gate opened we were up the top. We got through onto the plane, went down the back, strapped on my belt and within 20-30sec I was asleep. The sleep didn't last the flight though. No. I wake up to someone sitting beside me and surrounded by f*cking Pikeys, or just scummy Irish. They didn't sound like Pikeys but they smelt like ****, were acting the bollox and looked like scum. Now I'm from a rough area but these were just the type of sh*t you wipe off of your trainers. They were spitting on the ground, messing, throwing stuff, throwing drinks, shouting, one little f*ck kept annoying the person next to me, which was annoying me and prevented me from getting back to sleep. There was an awful smell of sh*t too. At one stage I literally sat there staring at one of them for about 10mins straight wanting to get up and smash his face in, but he then just lay down across his seats. I mean, it's bad enough having to leave such a magical place, it's bad enough doing so without having slept in 2 days, but then to put up with that sh*t. You expect a bit of that on the way over when everyone is buzzing. F*ckers were going into the toilets and doing charlie and all. I was relieved and annoyed when we landed.
Taxi home, in the rain, and that was the end of my holiday. Immediately looking to book flights back in september, which was on the cars until a few days ago when flight price just about doubled. It's a long weekend in Manchester now for United vs Stoke followed by UFC followed by WHP. Also, you start looking into going over and working out there next year etc. My friend is till sending me package deals to Ibiza for the closing parties. Next year we are committing to 2 weeks though. 9 nights just simply wasn't enough for us. You hear of people not being able to hack Ibiza and not being able to last more than a week etc but I just put that down to going too hard. Yes it may be possible. I much prefer going out, 2-3 pills, and try get a few hours kip. Then the next day you wake up fresh and can hit the drink again.
That's my review done anyway. Feel free to ask any Q's and I can share my experience!
By the time I got back to the apartment I think it was about 7:30am. I had set my alarm for 8am to get up. I went to the fridge and there was one can left. I was starting to come off it and I like to have a drink around then. Planned on hitting a bar in the airport. Sat listening to music and talking to 2 of my friends before grabbing a shower and freshening up before leaving. Good idea packing the day before. It was a depressing walk down the road to where we had to check out. I threw on my sunglasses and dragged myself down to check out and ordered a taxi. It was a quiet taxi ride to the airport. Everyone was feeling down about having to leave.
We got to the airport and got a drink and something to eat while we waited to check in. All very quiet. I was getting the sweats and was over-tired. Waiting to check in and who walks in front of me. It's only Jamie Carragher. I'm not a L'pool fan so I just said to everyone, "There's Jamie Carragher.....". He was only there momentarily before going off. We checked in and went through. As we were queuing to go through security a lot of people noticed Jamie Carragher. He was with his family. As he walked alongside at security I tapped him and said "Hey Jamie, Say hello to Gary Neville for me will ya
" and then walked off. Gary Neville is a ledge! Waiting at the gate I threw myself across the seats and just lay there half-asleep. We had priority boarding anyway. When the gate opened we were up the top. We got through onto the plane, went down the back, strapped on my belt and within 20-30sec I was asleep. The sleep didn't last the flight though. No. I wake up to someone sitting beside me and surrounded by f*cking Pikeys, or just scummy Irish. They didn't sound like Pikeys but they smelt like ****, were acting the bollox and looked like scum. Now I'm from a rough area but these were just the type of sh*t you wipe off of your trainers. They were spitting on the ground, messing, throwing stuff, throwing drinks, shouting, one little f*ck kept annoying the person next to me, which was annoying me and prevented me from getting back to sleep. There was an awful smell of sh*t too. At one stage I literally sat there staring at one of them for about 10mins straight wanting to get up and smash his face in, but he then just lay down across his seats. I mean, it's bad enough having to leave such a magical place, it's bad enough doing so without having slept in 2 days, but then to put up with that sh*t. You expect a bit of that on the way over when everyone is buzzing. F*ckers were going into the toilets and doing charlie and all. I was relieved and annoyed when we landed.
Taxi home, in the rain, and that was the end of my holiday. Immediately looking to book flights back in september, which was on the cars until a few days ago when flight price just about doubled. It's a long weekend in Manchester now for United vs Stoke followed by UFC followed by WHP. Also, you start looking into going over and working out there next year etc. My friend is till sending me package deals to Ibiza for the closing parties. Next year we are committing to 2 weeks though. 9 nights just simply wasn't enough for us. You hear of people not being able to hack Ibiza and not being able to last more than a week etc but I just put that down to going too hard. Yes it may be possible. I much prefer going out, 2-3 pills, and try get a few hours kip. Then the next day you wake up fresh and can hit the drink again.
That's my review done anyway. Feel free to ask any Q's and I can share my experience!
ibizainside
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Good read! Do you think you will go for the closings then?
Do you reckon you will stay in PDB next time? You seemed to spend a lot of time in a taxi going over there!
Do you reckon you will stay in PDB next time? You seemed to spend a lot of time in a taxi going over there!
Don't think will be hitting the closings. I got accepted into a college course and the fees are a bit hefty. Would love to experience them though. Next year I'm due a pay out so I'm planning a 2 week stint in the peak and then back for a week for the closings.
I'm not sure. San Antonio seems cheaper for accommodation and although I loved Bora Bora during the day, I think I preferred Mambos for the Sunset, so I'd probably be getting a taxi back up that way anyhow. Also, San An has the West End were you can get pretty good drink deals to warm you up before heading out. I'm 50/50. Preferred PDB during the day (although didn't explore San An much) and come evening I enjoyed San An. Then again I preferred the clubs in PDB; Space, Ushuaia, Sankeys, but I also got into Eden for free and quite cheap which was handy (Es Paradis also offered free bands almost every night).
PDB seemed more multi-cultural and slightly older crowd. Seemed like people with a bit more money. San An was very British & Irish dominated. I actually found the British to be very pleasant, despite some people thinking it's a bit chavy. Then again, I didn't spend much time on the West End.
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fuzzy dunlop
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Cheers Germaine. Enjoyed reading your review! Parts of it made me feel ill as I was relating to your hangovers and come downs!!
If you do manage to get out there somehow in Sept, will see you for a beer or two!
If you do manage to get out there somehow in Sept, will see you for a beer or two!
Yeah I loved it. Best time of my life. Can't wait to do it again
And with the clubs, I still managed to keep to my budget of 150euros per day. One of my friends only spent 1000 in 9 days. I spent 1400.Yeah drank down at Bora Bora from carry out, at Mambo from carry out and then again in room from carry out. 1L Smirnoff Vodka = 14.90. Say spend another 15 on cans of cider. 30 quid on pre-drinks
And Bora Bora & Mambos are tops IMO.Forgot to mention that, or arrival in the airport, as you go through passport control, as I was at the front I decided to hop the railings because there was nobody ahead. Security confiscated my passport until all the flights had passed through and then proceeded to lecture me. Bags still hadn't come out though so I didn't care. I remember him saying, "What if I did this in your country?", to which I replied Hop a fence? I wouldn't care"....