Tuesday, 8 March 2011
Tuesday, 28 December 2010
Wednesday, 13 October 2010
It was a bit like the big chill but smaller and a little bit home-made, full of hippies and played too much dub-step. Maybe the weather influenced my mood and my reaction. I have only ever been to the Big Chill, in the 6 years there it was ALWAYS sunny… Shambala = rain + mud
However check out Tank Girl and Booga…
I LOVE that costume, shame no one bloody knows who Tank Girl is!
The villa was nice from the outside, minging on the inside but after a quick wipe over with the cleaning fluids and a realisation that we’d be spending most time out partying or by the pool we decided we could live with it. Jamel the owner was a big, bear like, funny Algerian man who’s lived over there for 18 years with his English wife. They rent out the family home each summer to pay for improvements, such adding the pool, during the summer months. The thing about Jamel is not only is he lovely but he knows everyone. He said to ask him if we wanted to go to any of the clubs and he’d try to get us in for free. He didn’t just get us in free he got us VIP access at times also. What a star, I think he saved us about £500 over the week.
I was VERY excited to get there in time for Retro… look I met Paul! To anyone who doesn’t know this he was a bit (lot) of a hero when I was younger. As I may have garbled at him during this evening “you were the soundtrack of my youth…” gush, gush. This may be true but saying it out loud, and to him,might have lost me a lot of cool points. If he was cringing he hid it well and was very gracious, or so completely wasted that he really didn’t care :o). Anyway, I think he’s great. Totally lovely guy. His mate Foxy was ace (and apparently owns half of Magaluf) , completely mad as a box of frogs but it a brilliant way. Loved them both!
Had some good nights for the rest of the week but I think we peaked that first Saturday. However, I must tell you that I was the only one to manage every night! Result! However by Thursday evening (before flight Friday morning) I could barely keep my head up above my dinner and was extremely close to a comedy face plant into evening meal situation.