Ibiza!

We made it to the island! After the worst plane ride in the world and some confusing directions and an extremely expensive cab ride we finally got to the hotel. It's pretty nice considering we booked pretty much the cheapest hotel that didnt have 'DONT STAY HERE!!'reviews. Although we did see that written on a dirty car this morning.. haha. The plane ride was absolutely ridiculous.. filled with the most annoying girls and douchbag guys singing vengaboys. Gillian awoke from her nap to a guy wearing pink tights with his cock out. I pretended to sleep almost the whole way as to avoid any interactions.

After finding our hotel we decided it would be a good idea to take the elevator since we were really tired and our room is on the 4th floor... that was a huge mistake. As we crammed into this 2 person elevator with our bags and pressed 4, the elevator lurched up then probably got to the 4th floor where it kindof lurched again and then did nothing. We pressed the number 4 again where it lurched upwards until we pressed the door open button, and it let us out on the 5th floor. Never again using elevator.

We have just been lounging on the beach mostly.. we bought tickets for Tiesto and are going tonight... so freaking excited!! We are so confused about times though... we are supposed to catch a bus to go to ´the worlds largest club´at 1am... I have a feeling it is going to be a complete all nighter.

Our second night here we just wandered around the smaller clubs in San Antonio, using the same technique we did in Cusco to get as many free drinks as we could by staying in each club only long enough to finish our first free drink. It was a fun evening, but we spent most of the next day feeling like poo laying on the beach.

The water here is amazingly clear, and spending a day on the beach is as relaxing as it gets. We took a boat to another beach which was a bit more secluded and spent the afternoon there.