IBIZA

This is one of the trips I was looking forward to before I even came to Spain. Ibiza is an island off the coast, nestled in the clear waters of the Mediterranean and famous for its discotecas. I was planning to meet some friends there after I had an advising meeting, so I would be there from Thursday until Saturday afternoon for two days of beach and two nights of partying.

Before even leaving, however, the trip seemed off to a bad start. You would think after over a month in Europe we would be used to military time by now, but nope. We all bought return tickets for Saturday at 1:20, thinking that it actually meant 13:20. My friends had already been there for a couple of days, but I hadn't. I would only get Thursday night to go out and have to spend Friday night in the airport.

I tried to stay positive and took the ridiculously short flight (quicker than SFO to LAX) to the island officially known as Eivissa is Catalán. This was my first time ever seeing the Mediterranean, and it is gorgeous--the Caribbean of the Eastern hemisphere without a doubt. My friends, who were already exhausted from the two previous nights, and I went to buy tickets for one of the closing shows of the season. We happened to be there on the last week of the clubs before the island virtually shuts down for the winter, and with our very overpriced tickets to the very famous club Pacha to see David Guetta and Afrojack. It was incredible up until the end, when I saw this group of kids pickpocketing other people and it drove me crazy. I spent the last hour chasing them around and yelling at them until I had to go to talk to security about it.

All in all it was definitely a good time and I'm really glad I went, but it was a one time trip that I probably won't make again. It's one of those vacations that I checked off my list of places to visit and I'm perfectly content with that. Ibiza left me with great memories, a full night of dancing, naps on the beach, and a sour disposition toward British people (they swarm the island over the summer and don't even try to learn a word of Spanish). I was so exhausted by the time we left, I was happy to be leaving twelve hours earlier than we had planned.