Ramblings of the travelling nature

Well after getting back from Switzerland things got a whole lot better in Ibiza. Not sure weather it was down to just taking a break from it all after being here for 2 months or just the whole situation changing but whatever it was it was a good change.

So what’s being going on since I’ve being back. Well I did make it back to Spain with no immigration problems, although we’ll have to wait and see what happens when I go to leave the EU.
The parties have being going on thick and fast with not that big of an income, I can only wonder how I can afford to go out so much. Tiesto came and conquered the island with a party that was just beyond belief. Talk about bringing out all the guns; there were singers, fireworks, ridiculous amounts of ice cannons, one gigantic video screen and two fuck of f big colour lasers. I swear there was no one there that didn’t have a smile on there face the whole night & being the biggest club in the world definitely did it justice. Then there was cream, Carl Cox, Roger Sanchez & his live sex show, Manumission & the list goes on and now with all the closing parties taking place it’s all starting to come to an end!!

The housing situation has being a bit up and down with all of us being evicted from our apartment with one hour notice. Basically what happened is the guy we were paying our rent too & who we through owned the apartment turned out that he didn’t own it and found out when the actual owner turned up to get 2 months rent which hadn’t being paid to him by the guy who he thought was staying there, the guy we were paying rent to!!
Anyway one thing led to another and we wouldn’t pay the 2 months rent that we had already paid and got booted out onto the pavement. Since Mel had already left a couple of weeks earlier it was just Laura, Jayne and me to find a place. Well we all split up to different places and Laura went back to the UK soon after. I ended up staying with my mates Nati & Coti where I got evicted from after a couple of weeks after the owner found out & am now staying at Ben’s apartment until I leave the island.

Another wicked thing that I’ve got into over here is the Couchsurfing Project. I’ve been a member for the last year or so but it hasn’t being until Ibiza that I’ve really started to get involved in it. Basically it’s a website that travellers round the world use to meet people & stay at there places where they are living. It seems that there weren’t that many young host in Ibiza so ended up meeting some fantastically wicked people who stayed in our apartment. Now I’m not sure if I’m a really bad host or if it was just bad timing but managed to make there stay all the more ‘exciting’ The first one was Melissa who came from Barcelona for a couple of days, lovely girl & was all going well until the day before she was planning to leave. Basically we just use to leave our key outside as we had managed to lose all the other key sets. Anyway we all seemed to have forgotten to put the key out and all ventured off to various places for the night. So poor Melissa has come back to the house for the night only to find that the key wasn’t outside and all of us were all round the island & not a single Euro of phone credit between us.
Long story short. None of us could call her back and I totally forgot she needed to go to the airport in the morning, but what can I do with the keys locked in the apartment?? Well it all seemed to work out as she made friends with the neighbours, stayed there the night and went to the airport……without her bags in the morning! Felt so bloody bad, she was quite cool about it all though and when I eventually arrived home; hungover like you wouldn’t believe, Ben kicked the door down, thought about what we had done and went to the beach. Bad host???
Another bad host story if not worse was with another Spanish girl from Denia, Monica. Fucking wicked girl, possibly one of the most loveliest girls I’ve ever met. She wanted to stay in Ibiza for one week, I was like yeah that absolutely fine as were all the other flatties. She’s arrived & we’ve gone to see Laura who told us that we were getting evicted in a couple of days. Oh bugger! Surely it won’t be this week I reassured Monica. Well one sunny Saturday morning while Monica & the rest of the crew where at Space, the landlord knocked on out door and basically gave me an hour to get all our stuff out. Now being the only one home and having to pack up an apartment along with four girls accumulated clothes and assorted shit, I had the whole house packed up and on the pavement with time to spare.
So there I was having no idea where the fuck ill be staying little lone poor old Monica who I’m meant to be hosting. So there was that big thing, then when I gave her bags back there was stuff missing and messed up with the other girls clothes. Then I temporarily lost her bag with all her money in so she couldn’t be buy a ferry ticked home, then I also managed to temporarily lose her bag with here house key in; which she realised once back on the mainland!! Am thinking I’m not the best of hosts, although quite good at taking them out and partying on down at the best parties and doing my wicked Space tours….but not accommodation host. Although I did managed to introduce Monica to Vegemite & Pot Noodles, both of which didn’t go down well, but did manage to re-house Monica & myself and it all worked out in the end; made for an interestng trip I say!

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Has being a wicked journey out here though, with a few mates coming out from London & meeting some amazing people out here. Managing to destroy mine, Jaynes and my brand new camera and then topping ioff the season with a trip to neighbouring Formentera Island which has the most beautiful beaches in the Mediterranean; riding round on bicycles and chilling out before it all wraps up.

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