Friday: up very very very early, we were in the airport at 5 to go on board at 6 and to arrive to Ibiza at the indecent hour of 7. We drop our bags in the hotel and went to pick up the bike we rented. The plan was hitting the beach but it was cloudy and grey so we had a long walk around Ibiza town, a nice breakfast at the croisant show and did some shopping. At midday we were back to the hotel for the check in and a siesta (before lunch!), we grab something to eat and we then went straight to Cala d'Hort for few gorgeous hours in the beach. Pep wanted to take few pics of Dalt Vila at the sunset so after beach we got back to Ibiza Town, had something to eat and get back to the hotel for a teletubbie bed time. 
Saturday: We woke up feeling great and new, got the bike back to the shop and we were ready to hit the beach by 10. We were meant to meet Morbyd near Bora Bora so we decided to spend there the next hours. I have to say that I always tend to run away from Platja d'en Bossa and specially that area of the beach, but t was early enough to not have the music pumping in my head and we had lots of fun just watching the people going by (and Pep taking endless pics, of course
). At midday we finally met Morbyd and Irina, which was a pleasure. it was a bit short cos they were a bit late and we were in the hurry but it was a very nice chat up and I could add another face to a name 
After that we had to run to the hotel to get ready for the big thing. Pep was the photographer and he wanted to be at the happy couple’s apartment when the hairdresser was there, so we arrived around 3 and we had a really peaceful, relaxed and enjoyable hour and half with Sarah and Tom to chat up a bit before the wedding .
Well, about the wedding, it was really emotional and the guy were amazing and the ceremony full of sense and mystic. Then we had a lovely cava cocktail (does anybody know how the guy open the bottles? ALL seemed broken
) and a yummy dinner after the speeches, special mention to the best man’s one, which was brilliant. After dinner, drinks and general silliness till 2 and back to PDB in the mini buses. At this point, I was so exhausted after 12 hours speaking English that I wasn’t able to say more than two words in a row, and Pep was more tired than me. We did a bit of a run away, so sorry to anyone I wasn’t able to say bye, was very rude from us but our heads were going to explode if we heard just one more word in English
Sunday: we wake up on time to pack and checkout and we headed to Passion where we expected to find the wedding contingent but never arrived. But instead we had the so great surprise of having breakfast with Robder and Nick, which made me really really happy From Passion, we took a cab to the airport and back to grey Barcelona.
I would like to thank Sarah and Tom for sharing their Day B with us, it’s funny how you can feel so attached to someone who lives in the other side of the continent and who you see from time to time I think there's no need to add anything else, you both already know how we feel about you!
Thanks to everyone else, Iit was great to see all the friendly faces and introduce Pep to all of you. Topics says that Spanish are warm and English are cold but you lot make that topic look silly, every time I meet you I am surprised how warm and friendly you are!
I was looking forward to add some new faces, specially I wanted to check by myself if the legend about Dan X is real and yes, definitely, Dan is totally opposite to his alter-ego X and was a real pleasure to chat up with you a bit (thanks for the positive –useless- energy about footy, mate ).
I would also mention Copperband, who had endless patience with Pep after the dinner and spent the rest of the night with him. Well, Pep’s English is not as bad as I pretended (I’m actually very proud of him) but he is not fluent and after so many hours it was getting slower and slower but Ed’s patience never seemed to decrease.
Big fat thanks to everyone for all the laughs and smiles.
Next year this time, you should move on and swap Ibiza for Sonar.
You all know it makes sense 8)
Saturday: We woke up feeling great and new, got the bike back to the shop and we were ready to hit the beach by 10. We were meant to meet Morbyd near Bora Bora so we decided to spend there the next hours. I have to say that I always tend to run away from Platja d'en Bossa and specially that area of the beach, but t was early enough to not have the music pumping in my head and we had lots of fun just watching the people going by (and Pep taking endless pics, of course
). At midday we finally met Morbyd and Irina, which was a pleasure. it was a bit short cos they were a bit late and we were in the hurry but it was a very nice chat up and I could add another face to a name After that we had to run to the hotel to get ready for the big thing. Pep was the photographer and he wanted to be at the happy couple’s apartment when the hairdresser was there, so we arrived around 3 and we had a really peaceful, relaxed and enjoyable hour and half with Sarah and Tom to chat up a bit before the wedding .Well, about the wedding, it was really emotional and the guy were amazing and the ceremony full of sense and mystic. Then we had a lovely cava cocktail (does anybody know how the guy open the bottles? ALL seemed broken
) and a yummy dinner after the speeches, special mention to the best man’s one, which was brilliant. After dinner, drinks and general silliness till 2 and back to PDB in the mini buses. At this point, I was so exhausted after 12 hours speaking English that I wasn’t able to say more than two words in a row, and Pep was more tired than me. We did a bit of a run away, so sorry to anyone I wasn’t able to say bye, was very rude from us but our heads were going to explode if we heard just one more word in English Sunday: we wake up on time to pack and checkout and we headed to Passion where we expected to find the wedding contingent but never arrived. But instead we had the so great surprise of having breakfast with Robder and Nick, which made me really really happy
From Passion, we took a cab to the airport and back to grey Barcelona.I would like to thank Sarah and Tom for sharing their Day B with us, it’s funny how you can feel so attached to someone who lives in the other side of the continent and who you see from time to time I think there's no need to add anything else, you both already know how we feel about you!
Thanks to everyone else, Iit was great to see all the friendly faces and introduce Pep to all of you. Topics says that Spanish are warm and English are cold but you lot make that topic look silly, every time I meet you I am surprised how warm and friendly you are!
I was looking forward to add some new faces, specially I wanted to check by myself if the legend about Dan X is real and yes, definitely, Dan is totally opposite to his alter-ego X and was a real pleasure to chat up with you a bit (thanks for the positive –useless- energy about footy, mate
). I would also mention Copperband, who had endless patience with Pep after the dinner and spent the rest of the night with him. Well, Pep’s English is not as bad as I pretended
(I’m actually very proud of him) but he is not fluent and after so many hours it was getting slower and slower but Ed’s patience never seemed to decrease. Big fat thanks to everyone for all the laughs and smiles.
Next year this time, you should move on and swap Ibiza for Sonar.
You all know it makes sense 8)
