I can’t believe that I’m about to start week three here in London; time needs to slow down! These past seven days have been full of adventures, good times, new friends and a few wrong turns here and there.
Last week was the first official week of classes and I will be taking 12 hours this semester. Originally I had signed up for 15 hours, but I decided that I would give myself a break and a little extra time for traveling and exploring. It is my senior year after all.
This past week marked another exciting first for me. My friend and I left late Wednesday evening for Ibiza, Spain, which is one of the Balearic Islands in the western Mediterranean. We landed around 2:30 a.m. and managed to use our Spanglish to get us over to the other side of the island where our hostel was located. Ibiza is known as Spain’s hippest party spot and we were both excited to experience the nightlife, as well as everything else the beautiful island has to offer.
Once we arrived in Sant Antoni, our cab driver gave us vague directions to our hostel and we were left to manage on our own. After about 45 minutes of wandering around with our backpacks looking like total tourists, we found the hostel.
The next morning we took a taxi over to Ibiza Town where we checked into our studio apartment we had rented for the weekend. It was above a local mom and pop restaurant in the historic part of Ibiza town. From the terrace we had beautiful views of the Dalt Vila to the left and the Marina, where all the wealthy travelers parked their three story yachts, on the right.
We took the day to explore the island and walked around town in the sunshine loving every minute of the day. It was certainly a nice break from the cold and rainy weather in London! We decided to give ourselves the night off and watch as the city came alive. The liveliness of Ibiza after 9 p.m. is something I have never experienced anywhere else and is something that is truly unique to the island. Party-goers young and old stayed out until the sun rose again the next day. I just don’t know how they do it.
We got an early start the next day and made our way to the closest public access beach, Playa d’en Bossa. We rented chairs and relaxed in the sunshine. It was beautiful! After a walk up and down the beach to take in the scenery, we stopped at a beach bar for a few cervezas and made our way back to the apartment for a siesta.
At last we got to experience the nightlife Ibiza is known for. We bought tickets to the club Pacha and headed out around 1 a.m. The clubs don’t even open until midnight and then stay open until 7 a.m. We danced with the other club goers until the sun came up. Unfortunately, I was having such a good time that I didn’t notice someone pick-pocketed my iPhone. My mom insisted I should have worn a money belt and carried my phone around in that. Oh well, lesson learned.
The next day we arrived back in London only to be greeted by chilling winds and rain. Sunday morning my roommate and I were up early for a school field trip to Stonehenge and Bath. What an amazing site! Stonehenge is incredibly remarkable. I love that it will always be a mystery. We explored the ancient Roman baths in Bath, England, which were also extraordinary. After drinking the “healing waters” from the fountain, we took a break for lunch and shopping before heading back to the city.
I’m looking forward to a busy week with a Chelsea game, London Fashion Weekend and a trip to Paris this weekend. Cheers!
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