I am back but this time flying solo. I could not stop laughing as soon as I hopped of the plane because this place definitely has a place in my heart and has so much memories flying for me.
I made reservation at a hostel down at Ibiza Town. On the bus I go and the directions to this hostel is very unclear. I hope I have gotten off the same stop. The rain starts pouring heavy and with all the luggage on my back I needed to duck for shelter. I watched the rain fall for almost half an hour before I continues my journey. I finally found it. The hostel was quite hippie and of course I was allocated to the dorm named "India".
I dumped my bags and wanted to explore the town. I remember the last day I was here I discovered the beauty of this side of the island. Hold on, I got side tracked. I met some fellow Aussies downstairs and before I knew it, 6 cans of beer & two bottle of wine has been demolished. As night fell more people joined and more bottles of wine were open. I had plans for two easy nights before I make myself useful on this island.
In a blink of an eye I was on my way to Pacha. If you know me well enough I can tend to be persuaded for most things while heavily intoxicated. It is definitely something I want to change in myself or maybe I am too conservative and is really following my heart.
It was not a big night for Pacha so the crowd was not as massive as how others described their precious experience. They were playing deep house all night long. I later discovered majority of the hostellers I was with were either WEAK and had to leave early or they would want to TALK A LOT. I have learnt over the passed few years that when I am Calafati is raging I prefer (need) to have my spacious dance space and no chitty chatters around me. I can handle having someone throw a few words to me but that is all. I call this the CALAFATI SPACE!!
It was stressful breaking away from the group looking for my SPACE but I eventually did. I ended up at an breathable spot with a guy from Norway. There we raged and did not exchange a single word. Exactly the way I like. I later found out he likes to be kept alone while he enjoys the music. We were now buddied up for our further eventuates to club.
The club was coming to a close however we were given wristband to the after party. It was now 7am. We lost the whole group but it didn't bother us. We both were on a high and didn't want the night to end so we cabbed it to the after party. it was located underground at One of Pacha's resort. It was dead silence when we arrived and I was so certain we were scammed. OMG! it was really underground and the music was blocked from the outside. We continued our journey in. It was a very intimate place and not crowded at all. All of the DJs that were playing earlier on are here but they weren't performing. They were here to party themselves. It was super awkward seeing them first hand pop. I guess they too are normal human beings like us and know how to enjoy except they are talented in someways.
We stayed for a few hours and headed back to our hostel. It was already the morning and I am now moving into
Day 44
Ibiza definitely brings out the hidden energetic on you. We didn't want t to end so grabbed some drinks for the local convenient store and headed down to the beach. Here we finally played music we liked and just stared into the sea. Ok, maybe a lot of bullshit talks too. This beach brought back many memories. It was where we boarded for our boat party. Looking back at that moment when something begun.
It was now 3pm and we wanted to head to Platja De Bosa. Actually we both were ready to collapse and came to an agreement that we should nap for hours. 5pm and now we are ready. The journey to that side of the island again brought back sweet memories. From Ibiza town to Platja Den Bosa passing through the last apartment I stayed in. I have only been back to the island for less than 23 hours but all my feelings & love has all came back. I now officially miss everything!!
As the night fall, most fellow hosteller wanted to hit the clubs again. There was no way I could do it any further. Honestly I could have if that certain source of energy was here. 8D . I said goodnight to everybody and hit the sack.
Day 45
That sleep last night was definitely needed. I feel so fresh. Today I have booked myself into a hotel room for ( nights in San Antonio. It is also the day the love of my leave is closing at Ushuaia. Coincidentally Mr Norway, alright his name is Stig also has a room booked in San Antonio. Having him around was good, he did all the research for me and I had to do was follow him. He pointed me in the correct direction to my Hotel.
Checked in and all I wanted to do was scream!! It was my own room with two twin beds and my OWN BATHROOM! Heaven on earth!! I never wanted to leave this room. After more than a month sharing with people, I was so happy to have my privacy. The privacy where I can do anything in the room without having anyone watch me.
I made my way down to Ushuaia where I would now be reunited with my loveeee. Boy'd did he know how to mess with my heart. He certainly spun me around us circles but I loved it. Pity this place closed at midnight. We headed to Space as per norm. All the rooms were open and it was crowded. It wasn't the same and the crowd was so wrongTOWN! If you approach someone and they ignore you doesn't that mean F OFF?! There was no way I wanted to hang in this place any longer and called it a night. We disco bused it back and hit the sack.
Day 46
All I wanted today was to stay in bed. I was at the most laziest point of my life. LOL. Unfortunately I had made plans to meet Stig for the famous San Antonio sunset. I love sunsets but at the same time I loved being in bed and not move. I kept Stig waiting for awhile cause it was such an obstacle to get up.
I have seen countless sunsets over the past 2 months. It wasn't the best one but it was amazing. It's incredible how we all share the one sun but it paints a different picture for everyone. We couldn't see the sun properly drop because it was cloudy but the colours it created was again breathtaking. In an instant the sun was gone and it was now dark. We were heading to Privilege to catch Armin & Dash and a nap was called upon. We separated and made plans to meet later.
The memories of Privilege can be described with the word 'bleh (sticks tongue out)' however it was still a night that played apart during my time-of-my-life period. I had pretty low expectation which by the time I got there I was blown away. The appearance of the place was different and I could say the crowd in this place as been the best so far. I was left alone peacefully. Armin was good but Dash Berlin knew how to get me!!! 5am and I was ready to call OVER it.
It was time to say 'Goodbye' to Stig. He had a morning ferry. Goodbyes are always a depressing moment, I can't even recall how many times I have said on the trip so far. It has come to a point where no farewells has been said and before I know it they have already left. Their hostel bed is empty. I expected to be dooffing on my own on this island but I was lucky to have met Stig. It was a pleasure and I sure did have a good time.
Day 47
Bed day! #eat #sleep #repeat
Day 48
I really haven't moved out of my room and the only time I did was to go get food. My body was frozen and the process in getting up was long. I needed to make myself useful and beach it for a few hours before another night at Ushuaia for Departure. Tonight's the night I finally rage on my own. I have never done these things solo but it's definitely worth a try considering it is easier to find the Calafati's space solo.
The whole San Antonio was massacred with all Geordie looking lads & birds. It was like I was in my own Geordie Shore reality show. This breed of people gave me a very unsafe vibe. I felt as if I didn't want to be on the streets especially at night alone. I felt as of they are a bunch of people that would pick fights for no sole reason and the only thing they are good at is getting intoxicated at all hours of the day. We all should know what too much alcohol can lead to.
As per usually, more distraction and Calafati finally made her way to Ushuaia by 9pm. Just enough time to catch Thomas Gold and Axwell. It felt a little strange going solo. It was less packed that last time. It took me awhile to settle myself in and find my space. Eventually I did and had the best view. I was up on a pillar and Axwell right on my straight view. As much as It would have been nice to share this experience with someone I still managed to have fun on my own raving. In a blink of an eye it was over. Music has changed my life so much lately. It's always depressing whenever coming to an end of someone's set. Another night was over for Calafati.
Day 49
I am in blanks on what I did on my last night in Ibiza. I can recall myself being over this place. 7 nights here may just be a little too much or maybe this area of the island was no longer getting me anymore. I didn't want to do anything. I probably spent most of my day lazing in bed and making the most out of this room to myself. It is the first time in almost two month having some decent privacy. I had a ticket to go Space tonight but was not feeling it. This day was devoted to my so called 'me time', where everyday was like this back at home. I might be getting a little home sick right now.
I am hoping Barcelona will bring me back up to level.
See you there!
xoxo
calafati
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