What a week...
Last year I had so much fun when i went to Ibiza and Oktoberfest, i just had to do it again this year... so I did! And i did it in 1 week! Carey, my mate (originally my brother's mate - he's mine too now!) thought it be best to join me on this week of hedonism.
It started in Milano where i had to be for my cheap flight to Ibiza. I found a lovely guy to stay with courtesy of couchsurfing.com (if you haven't heard of this - check it out!). Paulo took me to a friends place for dinner and it was awesome to sit around a table of Italians with some traditional Israeli food (the mum of the friend (half Israeli) was cooking cus cus, a special occassion that happens rarely apparently) so i just knew that this was going to be a great week.
Then off to Ibiza on the monday - happened to september 11 too! The people in the plane cheered when we landed, as you do because Ibiza is where all your dreams can come true... if only for a few days. Cracked the champagne with Carey when i got to our Jet Apartments on Playa Den Bossa. Then we headed out to DC10 in the afternoon. I remembered reading last year that the monday party at this club was the best party on the island and we didn't go last year so...
And yeah, it was the BEST...
Wicked music, wicked crazy people, hot naked dancers, met an awesome guy - Gianny from Italy who has been living in Ibiza for 2.5 years. Everything about the party was perfect.
The next day, Tuesday, Carey and i wander around Playa Den Bossa and down to Bora Bora in the early afternoon. We soon stumble across some other like-minded party people and have an AWESOME afternoon chilling and boogieing with our new friends on the beach drinking Jabas (apparently its spelt HUERBAS - thanks olaf!)... mmm jabas (some ibizan jagermeister type drink...) and of course sangria!
Then off to Carl Cox closing party @ Space. Again, a very cool party, but i couldn't last and was in bed by 2am. Carey danced the night away until very late - legend!
Next day a bit of sun baking and soon we found ourselves back down at Bora Bora (as u do...) and our friends from the day before were there again... the same thing as the previous day pretty much happened...But i met the Ange and the girls who had just arrived in the late afternoon and they soon joined us for a night of partying. That night ended up being a bit scattered, checking out El divino and DC10 but having a relatively early night...
The next day some more chilling and then Carey and I headed over to the other side of the island - San Antonio to catch the sunset. It was a mission getting buses over there and once we finally got there we made in time for a beautiful storm coming across the ocean... Truely memorable... Then off for some dinner then to Manumission Bar for a warm up before Cream @ Amnesia... Wow - another fantastic party... lots of shenadigans... spent most of the night in the terrace room, music was fab and so was the crowd. Kicked it on the dance floor until 6am...
Then off home and well for me - the party continued! Wandered down the beach and found some trippers to hang with. Before i knew it i had checked out of my hotel and was at Bora Bora (as usual..) all day until we had to leave to catch our plane to Munich...
Ah yes, and so now the party goes from clubs and the beach to tents and beer!
The opening weekend of Oktoberfest... Carey and I caught up with my brother Simon and their mates, all of who i have known for years, since i was a very little girl. We found ourselves in the Hofbrau Tent along with all the other aussie beer loving backpackers too! A big day of drunkeness, but i can be proud to say that we - Carey and I lasted the longest! It ws funny to hear of my brothers story of waking up on a train at 3am having no idea where he was! Funny, because we were only a 10min walk from the festival to our hostel!
Another day of the same beer drinking shenadigans but a different setting - this time in the Augustiener Tent, a bit more traditional... Highlights really were the amusement rides, the roller coasters were awesome!
Then i dragged my sorry ass to Roma on monday where I stayed with my mate Davide, a great guy i met in India last year... Wow - Roma, fab city, will be back in a few weeks...
So yeah, that was my week of serious partying... Not bad ey?
Dreaming about Ibiza next year...
It started in Milano where i had to be for my cheap flight to Ibiza. I found a lovely guy to stay with courtesy of couchsurfing.com (if you haven't heard of this - check it out!). Paulo took me to a friends place for dinner and it was awesome to sit around a table of Italians with some traditional Israeli food (the mum of the friend (half Israeli) was cooking cus cus, a special occassion that happens rarely apparently) so i just knew that this was going to be a great week.
Then off to Ibiza on the monday - happened to september 11 too! The people in the plane cheered when we landed, as you do because Ibiza is where all your dreams can come true... if only for a few days. Cracked the champagne with Carey when i got to our Jet Apartments on Playa Den Bossa. Then we headed out to DC10 in the afternoon. I remembered reading last year that the monday party at this club was the best party on the island and we didn't go last year so...
And yeah, it was the BEST...
Wicked music, wicked crazy people, hot naked dancers, met an awesome guy - Gianny from Italy who has been living in Ibiza for 2.5 years. Everything about the party was perfect.
The next day, Tuesday, Carey and i wander around Playa Den Bossa and down to Bora Bora in the early afternoon. We soon stumble across some other like-minded party people and have an AWESOME afternoon chilling and boogieing with our new friends on the beach drinking Jabas (apparently its spelt HUERBAS - thanks olaf!)... mmm jabas (some ibizan jagermeister type drink...) and of course sangria!
Then off to Carl Cox closing party @ Space. Again, a very cool party, but i couldn't last and was in bed by 2am. Carey danced the night away until very late - legend!
Next day a bit of sun baking and soon we found ourselves back down at Bora Bora (as u do...) and our friends from the day before were there again... the same thing as the previous day pretty much happened...But i met the Ange and the girls who had just arrived in the late afternoon and they soon joined us for a night of partying. That night ended up being a bit scattered, checking out El divino and DC10 but having a relatively early night...
The next day some more chilling and then Carey and I headed over to the other side of the island - San Antonio to catch the sunset. It was a mission getting buses over there and once we finally got there we made in time for a beautiful storm coming across the ocean... Truely memorable... Then off for some dinner then to Manumission Bar for a warm up before Cream @ Amnesia... Wow - another fantastic party... lots of shenadigans... spent most of the night in the terrace room, music was fab and so was the crowd. Kicked it on the dance floor until 6am...
Then off home and well for me - the party continued! Wandered down the beach and found some trippers to hang with. Before i knew it i had checked out of my hotel and was at Bora Bora (as usual..) all day until we had to leave to catch our plane to Munich...
Ah yes, and so now the party goes from clubs and the beach to tents and beer!
The opening weekend of Oktoberfest... Carey and I caught up with my brother Simon and their mates, all of who i have known for years, since i was a very little girl. We found ourselves in the Hofbrau Tent along with all the other aussie beer loving backpackers too! A big day of drunkeness, but i can be proud to say that we - Carey and I lasted the longest! It ws funny to hear of my brothers story of waking up on a train at 3am having no idea where he was! Funny, because we were only a 10min walk from the festival to our hostel!
Another day of the same beer drinking shenadigans but a different setting - this time in the Augustiener Tent, a bit more traditional... Highlights really were the amusement rides, the roller coasters were awesome!
Then i dragged my sorry ass to Roma on monday where I stayed with my mate Davide, a great guy i met in India last year... Wow - Roma, fab city, will be back in a few weeks...
So yeah, that was my week of serious partying... Not bad ey?
Dreaming about Ibiza next year...
posted by Chrissy Yahav at 8:23 AM
1 Comments:
Loving the photos and stories, totally jealous!! You forget how isolated Australia is, when you can go to Spain & Germany in one week! Kimberley x
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