People from Ibiza: stories and travel experiences from the Balearics, Spain

Hello Emanuele, are we left with a friend Matthew adventure to Ibiza, Playa den Bossa Hotel Club La Noria ", reservation three days before. This is the story of two young allupati that move between the fun, the search for women and bad luck.
My mom did not believe that holiday (unless you want to read the whole story deserves at least the last day).

 

Departure and arrival in Ibiza

Leaves the airport of Verona on 2 September at 22:30 after six hours of delay (the first of many misfortunes) with destination Ibiza. At the airport waiting to board our luggage we met the first two pussies, these have changed during the vacation a couple of boyfriends, but one of them when we saw he was always talking to us, a big regret not trying.

After arriving at one o'clock at night in the hotel that put us up, we walk around the block just to understand where we are and we know the first inhabitant of Ibiza. Gives us the smoke we shamefully reject. Nights lost in a bar at happy hour with alcoholic.

Day in Playa den Bossa beach near the hotel; that amount of chick, girls with signs that sponsor the clubs, but how much pussy.
Crazy nights at the nightclub Privilege (30 € but it deserves): fireworks and performances of a group of acrobats in the gigantic room. Return from disk abusive taxi (30 € instead of 12 of these rules) because the bus that was to bring us back to the hotel was not there.

Day and evening beach playa den bossa in Ibiza. Around the city: lots of people on the street, lots of chick, beautiful girls and transvestites that we stop to get you in bars. Walking all of a sudden we find ourselves walking down a street with only men sitting at the tables of local, fast we go by that street, the street name is "Calle del Paradiso" to avoid. Ibiza first impact with a strange feeling a little 'fear

Very pleasant day with boat trip on a small island near Formentera beautiful emerald sea, ate paella and sangria. Evening in Playa den Bossa in a pub with a small underground nightclub and down to try it with the maid (pussy) that also offers us a drink.

Playa den bossa day walk on the beach and ran away with the water scooters (you can use without a license the board). Returning to towels Matthew remembers having left top Armani sunglasses (genuine) ever found. Night at the famous Amnesia nightclub to see the famous Trojan Killer, 40 € packed nightclub and 6 as a transvestite singer is worse than the money spent in my life. Returning to the disco at the hotel are held for one arm of a beautiful prostitute he proposed and I said "I'm sorry I have no money, I spent 40 euros to watch a transvestite."

Day trip to the beach and quiet a bit hippy market 'disappointing. Ibiza port evening we went to a bar with a masseuse. Privilege nightclub night we found a ticket for 10 euros with drink.

The last day!!

Last day apotheosis, I'll remember forever, a day playa den bossa classic, let's go in the water there are 3 topless girls playing with a ball close to us, it seems the plot of a movie. After a bit 'of shyness and the little English that we know we play with them. We find that picking up the ball inside there is a pea, then on the beach to play poker with cards appearing Dicks and return to play in the water, here Matthew enters the sea with the phone. The girls were 3 Dutch, two sisters who had a sex shop in Amsterdam and a friend of theirs student. We spent the afternoon laughing and joking with them, we are agreed to meet again in a bar in the evening.
Returning to the hotel that afternoon we stop in a thrilling store to buy a bottle of Bacardi and a box of condoms ready to use them in the evening adamant to bring the girls in the room.
We present appointment, but nobody shows (the most serious mishap) we'll get a little 'round, let's go to bora bora amen a free open-air nightclub near the meeting point. There was a festival of English-Dutch "people blonde," we see even a dance sexy two lesbians and a girl we take in turn. Shortly after, perhaps out of pity or because we did laugh a girl going to donate free entries with drink included for the privilege. We are content for the umpteenth time that disco, quiet night on the track first and then sat on a wall outside the room to talk about Venice with a Polish-Canadian girl very cool that we were sitting with her sweetheart and friends.

The day of the return

Day of return: we ask the addresses to friends by sending an sms "Matthew saw her pussy and entered the water with the phone. In the phone had all the addresses where you can send me your "to then send the postcards to women only nude.
The bus, which takes us from hotel to airport, we notice that there were more gay and straight, however, all nice guys. The return flight was taken without delay and the next day back to work.

Some drawbacks

- Verona Airport for departure were opened and checked by customs officers suitcases just incelofanate
- Verona Airport for departure were still being held soaps present in hand luggage
- The last day in Ibiza hotels started the air conditioner in our room, my fault I let the air conditioner on 10 degrees all day

Morale of the history

The story with all these pussies and sfighe is funny but true. From this adventure I identify with the classic Italian films: those of Rocco Sifredi loving chick and those of Fantozzi where the bad luck sees us very well.
I hope that someone has read this summary of history and maybe want to comment or tell me his. Maybe we'll write a play, thanks hello.