life after exams

well, predictable or not, i didn't really do much partying after exams. all i really wanted to do was sleep. and sleep i did. then i went to ibiza. and i slept more. and now i'm in munich. and i really think all this sleeping needs to stop. so in an effort to guide the winds of change, i'm equating successful productivity with all non-sleep related activity. breakfast this morning was a real doozy. but on to events...

i.b.i.z.a.
the culprits: monika, me, fareeha and shikha

i can't say a lot about ibiza to be honest. it was beautiful and i already miss being near the ocean (and all the great seafood) but we could have been anywhere. i should be fair and clarify that this was the case for the places that we frequented: sant diego, sant antoni and less so eivissa (town). anything once spanish about these places was lost when the service industry started catering to as many different kinds of people from all over the world. the menus in our town were in multiple languages, most signs were also in multiple languages and a standard breakfast was sausages, beans, eggs and toast. we did enjoy ourselves though. you can't really be picky about the kind of pampering you allow yourself. in the end, we did a whole lot of relaxing and it was well deserved on all counts.
but on to the good stuff...
we were welcomed to ibiza by the raddest taxi driver you will ever meet. it was 1 in the morning and not only did he race through the streets of this small island bumping to some club mix i can only dream he made himself, AND he was doing this all in a white blinging pirate t-shirt. and by blinging i mean his t-shirt was sparkling and shiny and something my sister would wear. this is not meant negatively - he was awesome.
this may come as a surprise to some of you but the sun in ibiza is freaking hot. after half a day of wearing my cool new shirt from neu look, i was and continue to be the proud owner of a slightly darker brown circle on my back. but no worries, it looks stylish. i predict that everyone will have one by the end of the summer. the first night out was awesome. we went into sant antoni for some dinner and we found a place right by the water with yummy sangria and seafood (now my favourite combination of food and drink, hands down) and no english menu. whether this was advantageous or not is still probably disputed among the four of us but i really liked it.
our second day was action packed. we went to formentera, a small island to the south of eivissa (town) and port. we'd read that the best way to get around the island was by bike and i was all about it. we'd had trouble finding the port in eivissa because we just took the bus in but after finding it and the ferry to formentera, i felt like it would have been a waste to just sit on the beach all day. so we biked. and it was great. we ended the trip with a quick stop at a beautiful beach.
we went back to town for a night of paella, flamenco and more sangria and i don't have much to say about any of it but it is worth mentioning that afterwards, we did this bunjee rope trampolining thing which was so much fun! monika may have almost broken her neck but in the end, all the flips made it worth it. good times.
the day after we went back to eivissa to check out the old city. it's surrounded by a wall and marked by the tall clock tower. i liked the old town. it was sort of quiet and it's obviously being made into a glammy part of town with nice new hotels and expensive shops and things but it's on the top of the hill and the view is beautiful.
we walked around a bit and eventually took the bus back to sant antoni to catch the sunset (which we were told we HAD to do at cafe del mar) but we never found cafe del mar so we did it at this other place and got delicious pretty coloured drinks. (i'm such a sucker for delicious and pretty coloured drinks)... after having more delicious seafood and paella, we returned home to the temptations playing in our hotel lobby, to which we danced; and then moved straight on, quite naturally, to an air hockey tournament and a pretty terrible game of pool.
the next day was my last and we made good use of it by going to the beach again. it was sort of the perfect way for us to end the trip. we all relaxed a bit before heading back to sant antoni to catch our last sunset.
i took a taxi to the airport whilst the others went back to the hotel and when i finally got into stansted, i found myself a nice little spot next to a shop to try and sleep until 6am when i could check in again. sleeping at the airport - not as exciting as it sounds. i don't recommend it. if you're going to do it, get there early enough to steal one of the spots under the signs because i think there's less draught and it's just a wee bit quieter because of less foot traffic... just some thoughts.