Well where do I start, so much has happened in the last month and it’s a bit unreal. Time moves here at a really slow speed but the days are so jam packed full of things that it feels like a whole week is jammed into just a day!
Hmmm, so where to start......Well since last writing I’ve picked up more jobs & being fired from one, have moved flat, ran out of money & had some passport issue and have had a birthday.
It’s being an absolute whirlwind of emotions & issues.
I think the last time I wrote I was working at FunKafe but walked out of there [edited by request of FunKafe] and found a job PRing for a beach bar called Pago Pago which was a wicked place to work in, some nice chilled people & was a bit of fun. Unfortunately I was fired from there after a couple of weeks as I now need a permit to work on the street and as being Australian that’s never gonna happen. It’s all good though as I have a few other jobs going at the moment to keep me busy and the money coming in.
I promote a night at Space nightclub called SpinClub which is on Thursday nights with Chris Liebing, its only 2 days work a week but is easy money & the promoters are nice as. I pretty much do the same thing for a night at El Divino nightclub as well called Milk ´n´2 Sugars, just giving out discounted wristbands along the beach & streets & just generally promoting the night. The other job I do is work for the Hed Kandi label packing promo packs & cleaning the mammoth 5 bedroom, 3 bathroom DJ apartment, which takes about oooo 5 hours to clean after the DJs have partied, packed & gone home. I’m also starting to get involved with production of the Hed Kandi night through my mate Ben & can hopefully get some more work like that for Hed kandi & other events too.
So with all these jobs you would think that I’m loaded?? Well I have enough to get day to day but now without a big money (full-time) job it’s quite tight as its a bit of an expensive island & also the problem of having to save something as I've got no cash to travel on at the moment..eeek!
What else has being happening here??...well there’s being a few apartment issues. We were living in central Evissa for just under a month after Jayne & Tilly arrived from London & then Jack half way through the month. But after a couple of weeks Jack couldn’t hack it any more and decided to go back to London & Tilly ran out of cash & had to jump ship. This was all happening about a week before our rent was due & not knowing that Tilly was even thinking about leaving meant that when we did find out we had hardly any time to sort something out, which made me a wee bit angry & don’t really want to talk to the girl anymore, well at the time, am over the whole thing now.
Anyhoo the big guy upstairs must have seen what was going on and how stressed Jayne & I were that one balmy night whilst I was standing on my corner PRing and was just randomly chatting to these two girls who were looking for a place to live & just as I was about to say go & check out the local newspaper Jayne came storming down the street & dropping the bomb shell that we had to move out, NEXT WEEK!!!
Well put 2 & 2 together the 4 of us started house hunting the next day & after narrowly avoiding putting all of our combined life savings together & giving it to the Italian Mafia who were trying to rent out a house that we reckon the owners were on holiday from....we all live happily now in a 1 bedroom apartment in Playa Den Bossa where the population ranges from 4 to an average of 6. Is very cozy indeed and if there has being anytime I have craved even just a little piece of personal space, it's now.
So now I’m living with 4 English girls with the extras from Jayne being Mel & Laura, sounds like the perfect situation...Living with 4 girls in Ibiza, but am ready to go cut down a tree or something, or kill a deer with my mates, just too much girly vibes and girly shit everyday, although I have learnt some really interesting things though.
The Parties......Well I can't even explain, the pictures tell some of the story. Have being so many good times with mates & randoms like the beach parties, the villa party in the mountains under the stars, Space in the mornings, evenings & the afternoons, ahhhh.
The most random night being the night I turned into 'Rambo'. It all started off after finishing work & heading to the bar where Mel & Laura work & after polishing off a bucket load of free sex on the beaches climbed aboard the bus to Privilege where it all started to turn pear shaped. The craziness continued on the bus & after allegedly falling over a couple of times I realized that my belt bag thingy had gone missing. For those not familiar with the Belt Bag thingy, It's not a bum bag nor a man purse but simply a fabric belt with a bag on the side, so when your pockets are full you can add some more. Anyhoo knowing forewell that it hadn't come undone and that some fucker had stolen it, this sent me into a right old rage and the barstard had to still be on the bus.
So the bus pulled up to the club carpark & while all my other mates were flaffing around the floor like chickens looking for it I spotted this one dude who just didn't look right & going on this hunch I told my mate Ben that this dude had it and as we exited the bus saw this wanker unzip it behind the bus! That's when my drunken haze evaporated & Rambo made his first guest appearance.
I started piss bolting after this idiot, chasing him at full speed through the carpark and as he stumbled down this embankment tree covered I launched myself and leaped through the trees above him and landed smack on top of him at the bottom of the hill, timing!!! Now I couldn't hit the poor fella, I’m not a violent dude, think i might have slapped him a couple of times to try and slap some sense into him. Now special mention has to go out to my good mate Ben who was a couple of steps behind me right the way & who managed to chip his front tooth during the action. Cheers buddy, absolute legend!! Also Ben told me about the leap through the trees, which apparently was a 3 meter drop, and what actually happened, as I was to pumped full of adrenalin I can't actually remember doing it. So much so that I literally couldn’t open my mouth to talk for the next 2 hours & was so bloody tense for the rest of the night.
Ahhh but what a wanker though, didn't even have anything in it really, just my cigarettes, but its all about the principle innit bro
I thought I had too let you know all that as it never happens to me and nothing like a bit of action!!
So that's pretty much Ibiza to the minute. I'm writing this from Switzerland as I’m here for a week to get my passport stamped so I can return and stay in Spain for another 90 days.
I’m having an OK time here, some brilliant times with mates and that but it is still stressful with money and that and its not just me going through it. It's also quite a quiet summer here as at the start of the season 3 clubs were shut down for a month which made people cancel there holidays and now a couple of weeks back a cargo ship sunk spilling oil & 3 beaches were closed off, so might get even quieter.
Still having a ball though, its an absolutely nuts island & will hopefully be here for another 2 months, will keep you posted on the passport situation!!
P.s Am now on FaceBook, how bloody cool is it....so if i haven´t added you already send me an invite!!
Check out the pics here >>> http://redmonkey.smugmug.com/gallery/3148295
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