I had to title this blog after a good friend commented on one of the photos I posted :-)
I woke up on Day 2 feeling fairly fresh faced, I did however also wake up with a lot of glitter on my chest! Now, I sometimes have a slight issue when I drink alcohol whereby I literally forget sections of the night (AKA Blackout) - the glitter incident was one of them.
At breakfast I saw one of the girls from the tour, she was covered in glitter, she also had a bandage around her leg. Turns out she got glittered the night before and that's how the glitter got on to me (I'm still unsure of the exact story how it got onto me though...).
It also turns out, the poor girl decided it would be fun to go swimming in the hotel pool and tried to climb over the rather high fence with spike railings - the spikes won and she ended up in an ambulance and several stitches. She actually showed me a picture of the wound and I literally nearly fainted (how am I a first aider?).
After a quick breakfast, a group of us heading down to the beach to the inflatable assault course in the sea. I've seen these on a few of my holidays and they looked like so much fun. It was such a hard workout! I generally have great upper body strength (thanks to Pole) but even I struggling lugging myself up and down on the slippery inflatables.
Back on shore it was time to head out for a group lunch. We went to an Italian restaurant called David's. They had a good offer for a set menu. For three courses, it was only EUR12.50. Annoyingly because our group was so large, we ended up sitting on a table of four whilst the rest of the group sat together. Even more annoyingly, I never got my damn ice cream!
It was time to head back to the hotel to start getting ready for the pre cruise party. I had no idea what to wear so I ended up wearing a rather bright yellow sun dress over my bikini. We headed to Rio's for pre drinks and to get (officially) glittered. For some reason I decided green would match my yellow dress, hence the comment of looking like the Incredible Hunk had left his mark on me lol
The bar overlooked the incredible harbour. The views were amazing on a sunny day - and the strawberry daiquiri went down a treat.
Heading over to get the Pukka boat there was a huge fight between a group of guys and the security team on the boat. It really frightened me as there was bloody coming from the guys face and one guy looked like he was going to snap another mans neck. I tried to stay as far away as possible and obviously the guys were not allowed on the boat but it certainly wasn't the best start to the evening.
Luckily on-board the fight was soon forgotten and the drinks and tunes were flowing. We got chatting to some lovely Canadian guys and they stuck around to party with us. They were shocked when I said I was 31. I will certainly take the beer google compliment of passing for a 25 year old.
The party boat was great fun but it was soon time to head back to dry land. We disembarked the boat at 9:00pm and wasn't due to meet the group again until just before mid night. I was pretty hungry so decided to have a naughty chicken wrap.
Whilst walking back to the hotel, I saw an amazing red dress in the shop window - I had to try it on! Sadly the red dress didn't look as nice on me however the lady in the shop picked me out a gorgeous black skirt with a bra top. I'd never dream of wearing something like this at home however I figured girls walk around with only body paint/glitter on so I might as well embrace the less is more mantra in Ibiza.
After an expensive purchase (EUR60) I headed back to the hotel for a nap. Yes, you heard that right! I knew it was going to be a long one so I figured an hour power nap would work a treat and it did.
The tour group headed over to Eden night club where we had a VIP section with bottle service. We each paid EUR150 between the four of us and we had so much vodka and mixer. The music was pretty varied but I really enjoyed watching the incredible dancers.
Whilst we were all cutting some shapes, my little roomies handbag fell on to the dance floor and out popped all her content - including condoms! The poor girl was mortified and once I'd stopped giggling, I did manage to help her.
There were a few VIP sections and when I headed back to ours, I noticed an older lady helping herself to our Vodka. Everyone was looking but I had to say something. She was completely off her head then I explained it was our area she was in. The poor women was so embarrassed and came back over with her vodka to give us some.
Before I knew it, it was around 5.30am and time to think about heading back to the hotel. The girls I shared a room with, were a tad merry so I felt like the big older sister trying to make sure they were ok getting back to the hotel.
After feeding them a yummy kebab, it was time to walk. Well it was time to walk as one of the girls climbed on top of a plastic table after being asked to 'twerk' and managed to break it - opps. The named girly then did her best 'Forest Gump' impression and was running ahead (this I'm assuming is all good practice for when I have kids).
Luckily I wasn't alone in my efforts of bringing the 'yeahdagirls' back home. Whilst I occupied one, my buddy ran after Mr. Gump. We all managed to get back to the hotel fairly unharmed (except for that table!). I thought I was in the home run, back in our rooms until the booty call took place. I guess as Selena says 'The heart wants what it wants' or whatever the filthy equivalent is for Ibiza. I decided to relieve myself of babysitting duties and go to sleep, by this time the sun was up and the birds were chirping.
