An American in Paris

So yesterday Patrick and I flew out of Paris into IBIZAAAA.  Wow, this place is just not real.  We were tired and hungry and it was late when we finally got to the hostel.  The lady was really nice and let us check in even though we were late and showed some places to eat.  We went to Tijuana, a Mexican restaurant (haha) and I had tacos with a Dos Equis.  Our waiter gave us free tequila shots.  Then we walked around the city of Sant Antoni and walked through the main area of bars and clubs. Literally every 3.5 seconds someone standing outside was yelling at us to come in; “2 for 1!”  “Buy a cocktail, get free shots!”  “Ladies drink for free!”  and it was just really overwhelming and annoying.  We came back to the hostel to sleep so we’d get up early today and do stuff.

We did not wake up early and do stuff.  I got up around 11.  Haha oops…anyway I showered and then we walked to a little restaurant where we got paella….yummy!  Chicken and beef and seafood and rice…mmmm!  And then…we went to the beach!  HOLY SHIT, it’s beautiful.  The water is exactly the color you think it is.  It’s also freezing.  But we just laid in the sand and enjoyed the sun.  Patrick got sunburned and I got…sunned.  Haha more tomorrow!