This past four day weekend, myself and a group of 11 other students decided to travel to Ibiza and Barcelona. If I’m being honest, I had never heard of Ibiza until I booked my ticket; however, I’m so happy I went.

My group left Frankfurt around 8:00pm and arrived in Barcelona at 10:00pm. Because our flight to Ibiza left the following morning at 6:20am, we decided to sleep in the airport rather than rent a hostel for only a few hours. My sleeping options included the floor, a rather uncomfortable and unpadded chair, or a windowsill. After much consideration, I settled on the windowsill and posted up for the night. When I woke up in the morning, I had huge lines on my face from sleeping on my backpack to keep it from being stolen. Because we had woken up late, we had to sprint from check in to security then on to the gate; two people in my group almost didn’t make it. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief once we boarded the flight to Ibiza.

Our hotel provided all-inclusive meals, snacks, and drinks (score!), but we weren’t able to get our wristbands giving us access to everything until around noon. To kill the few hours we had, we all headed to the beach to soak up the morning sun and feel the sand between our toes.

The beach in Ibiza

The next two days we bounced back and forth between the hotel pool and the beach which was only a three minute walk from where we were staying. Every day on the beach, we would be swarmed by club promoters trying to get us to attend their respective clubs that night. The first time two guys walked up to a group of us girls, I thought they just wanted our numbers because they thought we were attractive; however, I soon found out that they were only interested in selling their club experience. After that, every time we set foot on the beach, we would be approached by at least three club promoters (oftentimes many more than that). And now my top five memories…

The Top Five Things I’ll Remember From Ibiza:

1. Playing soccer on the beach at sunset.
2. Finding an Italian sandwich (I had been craving one for a while) at three in the morning after leaving a club.
3. A spirited game of chicken in the hotel pool. And winning, of course.
4. Being told that if we rented mopeds we would have a 90% chance of crashing and potentially dying. We didn’t rent mopeds.
5. How excited I was to run into someone else who spoke English fluently in a club (even if he was Australian).

Sunset on the beach

Location: Ibiza, Spain