ibiza night of 3 and day of 4
earlier that day i met some italians from m hotel. there were not hot. and seemed desprate. they did not speak much english at all. so our converstations took for ever to work out what each other were saying. i told them my room number not thinking they would rember it or woud come over.
i thought that id sleep tonight cause i was still felling sick from the night before. i was gonna have a early night and i was in bed ready to sleep. when there was a knock on my door. my first thought was tht some one got the wrong room, but it was franchesco and his friends.
i did not relaly like him or his mates, they were annoying but they wanted me to go to pacha iwth them, and i really wanted to go to pacha and i was not goona pass up company to a night club, so we went for a walk and i got a ticket to pacha. when we got home i fucked one of his mates.
then he went up stairs and got ready. so did i. then we all caught a taxi to pascha. this club was insane. it was MASSIVE and you could easily get lost there with quiet a few entrances to diffrent rooms. i tried filming it but it was to dark.
i was getting really tired really quickly and was getting sick os italans beind sleezy. so i went home.
a few hours later the boys were knocking on my door, and buzzing my bell for ages. but i really could not be fucked with them so i ignored them.
im back on the other side of the island today st.antiono, i prefer playa de bossa. but it was good being around ppl that spoke english to me and were not sleeing on to me every minuet.
