June 13-23 4 lads return to a villa in port des torrent...
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OllieNotts
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I know, green velvet was the highlight of the night for sure. I edited after youve posted as I pressed reply by mistake
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Louie Vega ft. Julie Mcknight - Diamond Life... great choon!
Cheers for that 8)
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Thursday 21st.....
We get up in great spirits and talk extensively about how good the night before was. I wouldn't of minded going to Kehakuma but as I had already spent more then I had planned I had to give it up and we decided to chill today. I was loving my new found energy when waking up after a night of not getting smashed and looking at the others complain 8)
We sun bathed by the pool for a bit, took till about 3pm for everyone to get up and I was still quite badly burnt on my legs so lay in the sun under the safety of a towel covering my legs, pussy
We made our way down to hotel bahia for more delicious chicken sandwiches and chips and to use their free wi-fi. Sticking to water today as it was just so fiercely hot and the my body appreciated the cool ice cold fluid in the body. We went down to the beach for a chill out and decide on the way home to get some beer in and watch the sun set from the villa. Quite emotional for me, it is a beautiful sight and the neighbours that lived nearby must feel very lucky knowing they can just nip outside and take it in in all it's glory. I know I wish I could!
We head down the road with a plan of a "big last night meal" as one of the lads was leaving pn the Fri night the rest of us Sat morning and we planed on Chimmi Churi. As we had all forgtton to get money from the telebanco earlier in the day we faced the walk back to hotel bahia and decided to get a few mojito's in at the Argentinian bar. We completely didn't realise the time and as we approach 2300 we rang the restaurant and they said they shut at 0100 and by the time we would get a cab and get there we didn't want to be rushed so we decided to stay in the area and headed to the old cock restaurant at the bottom of the hill. I went ahead to get a table while the other 3 finished their drinks and the nice lady spoke no English whatsoever so I again explain in Spanglish among a few shared laughs I need a table(by pointing to a table) for 4(fingers) "amigos a'hora" and order a vodka sprite while I wait. She came over with menus and the drink in a huge fishbowl like glass with an extremely large vodka in, When I poured the 200ml bottle of sprite in there was more vodka 
I had the most amazing fillet steak, 25e and it came with those crisp things instead of chips which as great as I was seriously fed up of eating chips! W had another drink and had a toast to a great holiday. It couldn't be finishing any better after the wobble mid-way so we decide to go to see the Argentinians for a last cocktail and to leave a tip for their friendly service throughout our stay and the mood was high. We sat and laughed at some of the characters we'd seen during the stay, the random bird who came back to stay over while we got completely stoned after a night smashing mdma and cocaine, the life Ibiza has to offer and how much we don't just want it but now need it in our lives forever. We spoke of setting up a lottery syndicate for the euros in our quest to become rich enough to live there without having to put the work so many others have We decided about 2am we'd had enough and should head back so we can spend the next day at cala bassa.
Then we had one of "those moments", those shall we shan't we as we passed a little bar that looked closed but it had a pool table and we had been in there the night previous for a game of pool with some local lads before Space. I suggested "one for the road" and we ended up on a proper ****ing session The bar I wont name because of what I am about to say as I wouldn't want to get the owner in trouble. No seriously this felt like a proper party of old Ibiza style. We started with a vodka and sprite and free shots all round. A quick whisper of temptation in my ear and as I was starting to feel drunk for the first time since the previous sun morning I managed to score some cocaine(and it was nice to another nice surprise ) and we were soon huddled in the toilets doing lines. A big Scottish bloke comes in the toilet and gets a bag of sniff out and just drops a load on the sink and does it there and then Says he was there till 10am the morning previous and is not leaving till similar this night/morning. He was wearing a rangers shirt aand telling us he lives in Thailand and had many a story of his rich fast paced lifestyle I personally thought he was making it all up
So we go back and ask the bar person if they have some techno and they happily oblige and go to the music station 2 mins later and the techno is blasting out while the mix of folk in there was about 20-60 years old no one had a care in the world and the sniff was starting to take effect the night was just getting good. The next few hours seem to vanish in to thin air talking to a mixture of people, some fit young birds came in at some point and saw how battered everyone was and decided against buying a drink it was carnage The doors were suddenly locked and the license suggested we should leave but the owner who was now giving out free drinks and shots was pumping his arms in the air to the music and screaming "salut" at everyone in there and let me behind the bar for a picture with him and we cuddled in a drunken state unable to speak at all due to the language barrier but it didn't matter. Everyone left by now was completely battered and we were all as one as everyone mingled and spoke utter rubbish and had the occasional beer cuddle or handshake you all know the one
The scottish guy was now high from taking 3 Valium and on his 4th bag of sniff and opening doing lines off the bar offering them out to whoever he was stood with. I ended up buying a viagra off one of the punters in my drunken state and proudly told my Mrs on the phone as we left the bar at 8am There was still a few faces in the drinking including the rangers man, how he was not dead I dont know he was crazy with the drugs. We walked home in the morning sun and I rang the Mrs who did not find it funny I rang her off my head to declare my love for her and that I'd bought a viagra while she was getting the kids ready for school. I just could not understand what her problem was so we carried on drinking beer while I spoke of me staying there and missing the flight the next morning as I wouldn't put up with her I went to bed arguing with her and in the end out the phone down declaring I would never leave Ibiza again Obviously when I woke up in the afternoon as the good memories came flooding back I got that overwhelming feeling of shame as the last conversation before bed with the Mrs came in to head. Shhhiiiiiiiitttttttttttttt 
We sorted it out rather quickly when we both apologised(why she had to I don't know but found out on my return to UK that it was because she really thought I would stay and didn't want me to). We didn't move until late afternoon and it was scorching again, we were all in good spirits despite the hangovers and needed food. The last day was finally here
Friday 22nd....
Went to get food at hotel bahia again(those chicken grill sandwiches are almost as good as bay bars) and head to the beach for the last time about 6pm and it was still fiercely hot on the skin. We obviously never made it to cala bassa But no one cared today, that last night was a surprising highlight of the holiday. Two of us lay on the beach until 8pm before walking back shattered. The other two had come up earlier to pack bags. We sat around the pool with some tunes on taking in the sun set I could of ****ing cried knowing the same time tomorrow I would be in old blighty I was missing my Mrs and kid so much during my visit there when I spoke to my daughter I filled up yet here I am angry at having to leave the place. Mix of emotions I am sure many go though, I obviously wish I could just have my family with me and that would be perfect. But England was on the horizon and my soul felt like it was lost yet again to this wonderful, no magical place. We went to es cuco at 2300 for dinner. Think it annoyed the staff as they looked ready for home and there was no one there Taxi ordered for one and we all sit in silence with a complete disbelief that 9 nights ago we were right on it on the first night and it seemed to have gone so bloody quick! 
We went back and played a few of the classic anthems from the holiday including pacific state by 808 state one last time and lay in the darkness looking at the sky. I decided to hit the sack first, one of the lads sat up drinking on his own till about 4am as he couldn't face going to sleep He was ruined the next morning.
Saturday 23rd.....home time.....
We got a cab to the airport and I had a couple of beers and a burger king pre flight and picked up some fags. Nice flight home full of screaming kids while we sat in almost perfect silence all the way back. We touched down in East Mids to rain
I update facebook in anger stating simply "I ****ing hate England" as I stood in a huge queue to get through passport control and kids were running all over the place while parents ignored them
Meeting the Mrs and kid was nice. But let's be honest it can't replicate that feeling of touching down at Eivissa 8)
Absolute cracking 10 days, could of been different in many ways and we didn't do half the stuff we wanted to. Does anyone ever? Glad we didn't have a car in a way as I wasn't mentally capable until about Wednesday to drive one
This may be my last lads holiday out there and I am turning 30 this year so maybe those first 4 days were my way of taking advantage but if anything it actually gave me a bigger desire to come back and see more of what the island has to offer. I used to wonder why anyone would still be going to Ibiza when they stopped clubbing Now I know and I want/need more. Luckily I will be back with kids in tow in Aug 28- Sept 6 so not long to go Looking forward to a more relaxed visit this time with Chris Leibing at Space unmissable the Mrs understands and has given me permission 8)
I hope the warts and all approach has been an enjoyable read, been on horrid shifts since starting it so apologies for the delay thanks for reading. I know it isn't everyones cup of tea what I do and like but then it would be boring if everyone liked the same
It is trips like this that stay in my mind forever and really p1ss me off when I can't stop thinking about the place daily, this may be a little therapeutic and help subside the daily thoughts. Maybe not be good to come back to in 5-6 years and read again though as I probably wont be able to remember by then!
The end
We get up in great spirits and talk extensively about how good the night before was. I wouldn't of minded going to Kehakuma but as I had already spent more then I had planned I had to give it up and we decided to chill today. I was loving my new found energy when waking up after a night of not getting smashed and looking at the others complain 8)
We sun bathed by the pool for a bit, took till about 3pm for everyone to get up and I was still quite badly burnt on my legs so lay in the sun under the safety of a towel covering my legs, pussy
We made our way down to hotel bahia for more delicious chicken sandwiches and chips and to use their free wi-fi. Sticking to water today as it was just so fiercely hot and the my body appreciated the cool ice cold fluid in the body. We went down to the beach for a chill out and decide on the way home to get some beer in and watch the sun set from the villa. Quite emotional for me, it is a beautiful sight and the neighbours that lived nearby must feel very lucky knowing they can just nip outside and take it in in all it's glory. I know I wish I could! We head down the road with a plan of a "big last night meal" as one of the lads was leaving pn the Fri night the rest of us Sat morning and we planed on Chimmi Churi. As we had all forgtton to get money from the telebanco earlier in the day we faced the walk back to hotel bahia and decided to get a few mojito's in at the Argentinian bar. We completely didn't realise the time and as we approach 2300 we rang the restaurant and they said they shut at 0100 and by the time we would get a cab and get there we didn't want to be rushed so we decided to stay in the area and headed to the old cock restaurant at the bottom of the hill. I went ahead to get a table while the other 3 finished their drinks and the nice lady spoke no English whatsoever so I again explain in Spanglish among a few shared laughs I need a table(by pointing to a table) for 4(fingers) "amigos a'hora" and order a vodka sprite while I wait. She came over with menus and the drink in a huge fishbowl like glass with an extremely large vodka in, When I poured the 200ml bottle of sprite in there was more vodka
I had the most amazing fillet steak, 25e and it came with those crisp things instead of chips which as great as I was seriously fed up of eating chips! W had another drink and had a toast to a great holiday. It couldn't be finishing any better after the wobble mid-way so we decide to go to see the Argentinians for a last cocktail and to leave a tip for their friendly service throughout our stay and the mood was high. We sat and laughed at some of the characters we'd seen during the stay, the random bird who came back to stay over while we got completely stoned after a night smashing mdma and cocaine, the life Ibiza has to offer and how much we don't just want it but now need it in our lives forever. We spoke of setting up a lottery syndicate for the euros in our quest to become rich enough to live there without having to put the work so many others have
We decided about 2am we'd had enough and should head back so we can spend the next day at cala bassa. Then we had one of "those moments", those shall we shan't we as we passed a little bar that looked closed but it had a pool table and we had been in there the night previous for a game of pool with some local lads before Space. I suggested "one for the road" and we ended up on a proper ****ing session
The bar I wont name because of what I am about to say as I wouldn't want to get the owner in trouble. No seriously this felt like a proper party of old Ibiza style. We started with a vodka and sprite and free shots all round. A quick whisper of temptation in my ear and as I was starting to feel drunk for the first time since the previous sun morning I managed to score some cocaine(and it was nice to another nice surprise ) and we were soon huddled in the toilets doing lines. A big Scottish bloke comes in the toilet and gets a bag of sniff out and just drops a load on the sink and does it there and then Says he was there till 10am the morning previous and is not leaving till similar this night/morning. He was wearing a rangers shirt aand telling us he lives in Thailand and had many a story of his rich fast paced lifestyle I personally thought he was making it all up So we go back and ask the bar person if they have some techno and they happily oblige and go to the music station 2 mins later and the techno is blasting out while the mix of folk in there was about 20-60 years old no one had a care in the world and the sniff was starting to take effect the night was just getting good. The next few hours seem to vanish in to thin air talking to a mixture of people, some fit young birds came in at some point and saw how battered everyone was and decided against buying a drink it was carnage
The doors were suddenly locked and the license suggested we should leave but the owner who was now giving out free drinks and shots was pumping his arms in the air to the music and screaming "salut" at everyone in there and let me behind the bar for a picture with him and we cuddled in a drunken state unable to speak at all due to the language barrier but it didn't matter. Everyone left by now was completely battered and we were all as one as everyone mingled and spoke utter rubbish and had the occasional beer cuddle or handshake you all know the one The scottish guy was now high from taking 3 Valium and on his 4th bag of sniff and opening doing lines off the bar offering them out to whoever he was stood with. I ended up buying a viagra off one of the punters in my drunken state and proudly told my Mrs on the phone as we left the bar at 8am
There was still a few faces in the drinking including the rangers man, how he was not dead I dont know he was crazy with the drugs. We walked home in the morning sun and I rang the Mrs who did not find it funny I rang her off my head to declare my love for her and that I'd bought a viagra while she was getting the kids ready for school. I just could not understand what her problem was so we carried on drinking beer while I spoke of me staying there and missing the flight the next morning as I wouldn't put up with her I went to bed arguing with her and in the end out the phone down declaring I would never leave Ibiza again Obviously when I woke up in the afternoon as the good memories came flooding back I got that overwhelming feeling of shame as the last conversation before bed with the Mrs came in to head. Shhhiiiiiiiitttttttttttttt We sorted it out rather quickly when we both apologised(why she had to I don't know but found out on my return to UK that it was because she really thought I would stay and didn't want me to
). We didn't move until late afternoon and it was scorching again, we were all in good spirits despite the hangovers and needed food. The last day was finally here Friday 22nd....
Went to get food at hotel bahia again(those chicken grill sandwiches are almost as good as bay bars) and head to the beach for the last time about 6pm and it was still fiercely hot on the skin. We obviously never made it to cala bassa
But no one cared today, that last night was a surprising highlight of the holiday. Two of us lay on the beach until 8pm before walking back shattered. The other two had come up earlier to pack bags. We sat around the pool with some tunes on taking in the sun set I could of ****ing cried knowing the same time tomorrow I would be in old blighty I was missing my Mrs and kid so much during my visit there when I spoke to my daughter I filled up yet here I am angry at having to leave the place. Mix of emotions I am sure many go though, I obviously wish I could just have my family with me and that would be perfect. But England was on the horizon and my soul felt like it was lost yet again to this wonderful, no magical place. We went to es cuco at 2300 for dinner. Think it annoyed the staff as they looked ready for home and there was no one there Taxi ordered for one and we all sit in silence with a complete disbelief that 9 nights ago we were right on it on the first night and it seemed to have gone so bloody quick! We went back and played a few of the classic anthems from the holiday including pacific state by 808 state one last time and lay in the darkness looking at the sky. I decided to hit the sack first, one of the lads sat up drinking on his own till about 4am as he couldn't face going to sleep
He was ruined the next morning.Saturday 23rd.....home time.....
We got a cab to the airport and I had a couple of beers and a burger king pre flight and picked up some fags. Nice flight home full of screaming kids while we sat in almost perfect silence all the way back. We touched down in East Mids to rain
I update facebook in anger stating simply "I ****ing hate England" as I stood in a huge queue to get through passport control and kids were running all over the place while parents ignored them Meeting the Mrs and kid was nice. But let's be honest it can't replicate that feeling of touching down at Eivissa 8)
Absolute cracking 10 days, could of been different in many ways and we didn't do half the stuff we wanted to. Does anyone ever? Glad we didn't have a car in a way as I wasn't mentally capable until about Wednesday to drive one
This may be my last lads holiday out there and I am turning 30 this year so maybe those first 4 days were my way of taking advantage but if anything it actually gave me a bigger desire to come back and see more of what the island has to offer. I used to wonder why anyone would still be going to Ibiza when they stopped clubbing
Now I know and I want/need more. Luckily I will be back with kids in tow in Aug 28- Sept 6 so not long to go Looking forward to a more relaxed visit this time with Chris Leibing at Space unmissable the Mrs understands and has given me permission 8)I hope the warts and all approach has been an enjoyable read, been on horrid shifts since starting it so apologies for the delay thanks for reading. I know it isn't everyones cup of tea what I do and like but then it would be boring if everyone liked the same
It is trips like this that stay in my mind forever and really p1ss me off when I can't stop thinking about the place daily, this may be a little therapeutic and help subside the daily thoughts. Maybe not
be good to come back to in 5-6 years and read again though as I probably wont be able to remember by then! The end
OllieNotts
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Dynamite/Diamond life you were close ollie.. our friends kid used to sing"all the cigarettes,all the cigarettes for Beyonce`s all the single ladies..
I was gonna mention that but thought as no one else had I had got away with it
Colonel Kurtz
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Bravo sir, a thoroughly fantastic effort. Thank you.
OllieNotts
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What did you mean by graduate to the next level of Ibiza anyway? I need the information
Leave the drugs and partying to one side so that you can venture out around the island and explore......see where it brings you.........