2k7 to 2k8 (aka NYE)

Now that all is said and done I can come clean on how much I spend on my New Years Eve ticket; £111.50 (including p+p and booking fee!). I did miss out on the £40 tickets by virtue of wanting as much money left available for the Paris trip. Who knew the NYE tickets would sell out so fast! Nevertheless, it was worth the money; Hedkandi, in the Indigo down at the O2 Arena. It was a bit of a no-brainer when Melissa came up with the suggestion early November. The Hedkandi Ibiza weekender we went on earlier in the year was my single most enjoyable moment and any way to relive those 2 1/2 days would get my vote.




Sadly Dani missed out on the tickets too but either, she didn't have pockets as deep as mine, or, she wasn't as dumb as me (delete as necessary), and Gemma wanted to spend the night just with her boyfriend. The rest of the bunch made it though and for this adventure Cat came along too.




Dumb ole me, left my camera at home that night. I thought it a wise move seeing as I intended to get good and drunk and didn't fancy minding a £250 camera, plus I'd just taken delivery of my new phone; Sony Erricson K850i, a 5 megapixel camera phone. I thought that would do a good enough job for the occasion. Boy was I wrong. The bloody thing is rubbish in night situations and New Years Eve celebrations happen at night. D'oh!




The night started off in the Val, then moved onto the Dome. The Indigo was not what I was expecting, a basic theatre hall design, not the open hall I was expecting, with tiered upper level and seatless stalls area, which was the dancefloor for the night. Our first mission upon getting there was getting a drink. The mission of the night! Each visit to the bar cost at least 30 minutes. I was actually 1am before I'd got my first drink! The tunes were banging though! Only one tune sucked and that was that Faithless rubbish!



Light shows, indoor fireworks, dancers; Hedkandi is all about the performance of the night and I sorely missed my camera to capture the experience. Oh well there is always next year!

Oh. We're going to Ibiza (July 13-17)

There she was sitting by the radio Friday night, listening to Kiss, when the DJ announces a competition. The first person to text in when he played a particular song would win a weekend holiday to Ibiza, the next weekend, for them and 5 friends; with VIP entry to Hedkandi on the Saturday night. Melissa texted in as soon as she heard the song, and was surprised when the radio station rang her back and told her she had won!

Exactly 1 week later Melissa, Dani, Gemma, Sarah, Vicky and I were on a plane heading off to the party isle.

I didn't have a evening free in the run up to the holiday. Monday; step. Tuesday; Lakeside with Sarah and Vicky. Wednesday; body pump and badminton down the gym. Thursday; packing!!

Friday

Gemma, Danni, Melissa
Sarah, Vicky, Me

We arrived in Ibiza in the middle of the night, but all still ventured out to explore. We caught mini cabs into Ibiza Town. It was very 'Spanish' in town with many locals out and about which surprised us all; it didn't feel 'touristy'. We eventually all met up in a McDonalds after 30 mins, as the cabs we caught dropped the 2 groups off in different locations. A little more wandering around then we all decided to head back to the hotel. The cabs had overcharged us o the way down so decided to walk back. We started off in the right direction but got a little lost as we got near. We cut through a building site and got startle by security or somebody hanging around in the dark. We all ran, all the way back to the hotel. It was funny later.





Saturday

The day started with breakfast then we all hit the pool, for some serious power sunbathing. Later on in the afternoon Sarah and Vicky went for a walk, checking out the beach and stuff. Then later on still Me, Melissa, Gemma and Dani done the same.







That evening was 'Hedkandi' night. We got dressed in our finest threads, posed for a few pics and headed out for dinner at a very local Chinese resturant. We all walked to town again, along the coast for a change of scenery. There were some market stalls along the way which the girls loved. Unfortunately by following the coast our bearings were thrown and we ended up wandering around again, eventually finding where we needed to be but not before walking twice as far as we needed to. D'oh!







A boat trip took us over to the club El Divino, where we got our VIP entry to the club and VIP lounge. With complementary drinks too, the VIP lounge was where we spent most of our night. Toward the end of the night (the start of the next day!) we went onto the dance floor for a dance. It was a lot less packed then but still busy. This was a club that could hold hold 2500 people. The club finished at 7am and we left just before that, if only to avoid the rush for cabs.







Sunday

Everyone was up by 11am for our trip across the island to San Antonio, the beach was much better there and it had the tourist feel lacking in Ibiza Town. Again, it was all about the sunbathing with a little paddle in the sea. Later on we took a stroll around the shops and grabbed some lunch. We headed back to our hotel again to get ready for another night out. There was a split decision for the night. Gemma, Dani and Mel headed back to San Antonio, and later onto club Pasha; whilst me, Vicky and Sarah explored the old part of Ibiza town.









Monday

Monday was our final day and we had to pack and vacate our rooms by midday. Our flight however was not until 1.30 that night! So we hung out by the pool again, soaking up the rays, went for a walk and done some photos on the beach that Gemma directed. That evening we got changed and all went to the old part of Ibiza Town for dinner and have a look around. All until we had get to the airport and fly home. :(








Some of these and many more photos can be found on my Facebook in 2 galleries.
gallery 1
gallery 2

Also I would like to say many thank to Melissa for inviting me along. Thanx, I had fun. Much love. Mwah x x!