Perth Girls' 2 Week Fiesta across Spain

Trip Start May 04, 2010
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Madrid, Pamplona, San Sebastian, Barcelona, Ibiza

Flag of Spain  , Madrid,
Sunday, July 4, 2010

It just so worked out that my two girlfriends from swimming teaching days, Paula & Jen, were going to be in Spain at the same time as me, so we met up in Madrid for a 12 day whirlwind tour of Madrid, Pamplona, San Sebastian, Barcelona and Ibiza. And did I come out of it feeling dizzy!! Woooooah!!

The highlight for me was definitely the San Fermin running of the bulls festival in Pamplona. I knew that I was in for the party of my life when I turned up at the bus station to a state of absolute chaos with people either running around drenched in sangria or passed out sleeping in all corners of the station! Turning on the TV in our nice clean hotel gave us some insight into the celebration we were going to join, so we geared up for an all night fiesta!

I’ve never seen anything like it – the streets of Pamplona centre chock-a-block full with people drinking and spraying sangria, cheering, singing, dancing in the street and from pub to pub. One massive street party for 9 days straight!! We only managed 2 and that was enough!!

I was happy to re-join civilization in San Sebastian, but it seemed that everyone from Pamplona had the same idea. This became apparent when the hostel that we had booked 6 months in advance advised us that they had no beds for us! With minimal sleep, this news did not go down well, but it all seemed to work out ok in the end after the hostel owner shipped us off to one of her “relative's” houses. We were lucky to scam our own private room because there were people sleeping in the corridor, and the landlady herself was sleeping in the kitchen!

Ibiza was another eye opener. This island off the east coast of Spain is pretty much dedicated to nightclubbing! So that’s what we did for 3 nights straight! Dance, dance, dance…in the most ridiculously large clubs you’ve ever seen! The days were rendered useless; heavy nights meant lazy days near the pool. In total we probably only ventured 1km from the hotel in daylight, which was a shame because the island had lots of beautiful looking beaches that went unexplored.

So at the end of all that I came to understand why the Spanish people in Salamanca were laughing at me when I told them about this itinerary. I was happy at the thought of re-joining Sara back in the seaside town of San Sebastian...but little did I know how much energy Sara's friend Marta was going to have, even after a night shift at the hospital...
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