caught a super sketchy flight on super sketchy ryan air. Flight was super short. Arrived bought vodka and this weird plastic absinthe from duty free. Took bus from the aeroport to san antoni, on which me and camilla proceeded to take absinthe pulls, with no chaster, worst idea ever as it tasted like sulfuric acid burning our insides. However, within a couple minutes we felt high as balls so I have no idea what was in this stuff. Our hostel was pretty nice, beds not as comfy as prague but the room was all ours and nicer. We all proceeded to get shit faced and hit the beach of course. Ibiza is absolutely beautiful, the water is unreal. Me and cami passed out and got retarded sunburnt while shannon and alexis rode jetskis fo freeee. We had no way of getting home as we didnt bring enough euros for a ticket home but we were drunk so clearly we did not care. Just our luck that as were getting ready to go home a group of nice spanish soccer players picked us up and took us on a ride on their yacht!!! they gave us fruit, chips, alcohol and we all watched the sunset on the boat, then they took us back to san antoni. None of them spoke english and made us listen to really weird spanish music but they took good care of us. We finally got home and drank mas absinthe to point where we were all RETARDED and tripped balls on our way to the bus, and on the bus, and at pacha which was amazing. The club looked like Gatsby's mansion. Shannon had a lovely black pimp daddy who wore a leopard print shirt and gold chain. Cami and I were twin dancers for this guy's bday "J-Fresh". Twas a fun fun night but definitely weird.n
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