The next couple of days in Ibiza we did more of the same. Partied, 
were disgusted by British culture, watched some fights, couldnt understand people, and got tan. The 3 day birthday celebration was still in effect and it was nice because all of the British people were worshiping us, telling us how they love our accents, our white teeth, and how they wanted to come to LA (dont worry, we let them know they are not wanted).
We went to Privilege, the biggest club in the world to see Tiesto. It was pretty crazy I guess. The
nice thing about these sleezy clubs is you don't need to dress up like in LA. Everywhere we went we didn't wear shirts or shoes. We made a bunch of British friends. Well, most of them were ¨working¨ so they were probably just being friendly to try to sell us some shots.
Gordy wanted to jump in the dock with all of the boats for his Birthday. Bad idea, when he was in
the filthy water, a crab attacked him and his foot got all cut up and bloody. We wanted to rent scooters and cruise the island but after riding for about 10 seconds and crashing twice, Sam rembembered that he didn't even know how to ride a bike. Scooters were a bad choice. After 3 days we were more than ready to get out of Ibiza and away from the British people. Barcelona is next...
were disgusted by British culture, watched some fights, couldnt understand people, and got tan. The 3 day birthday celebration was still in effect and it was nice because all of the British people were worshiping us, telling us how they love our accents, our white teeth, and how they wanted to come to LA (dont worry, we let them know they are not wanted).We went to Privilege, the biggest club in the world to see Tiesto. It was pretty crazy I guess. The
nice thing about these sleezy clubs is you don't need to dress up like in LA. Everywhere we went we didn't wear shirts or shoes. We made a bunch of British friends. Well, most of them were ¨working¨ so they were probably just being friendly to try to sell us some shots. Gordy wanted to jump in the dock with all of the boats for his Birthday. Bad idea, when he was in
the filthy water, a crab attacked him and his foot got all cut up and bloody. We wanted to rent scooters and cruise the island but after riding for about 10 seconds and crashing twice, Sam rembembered that he didn't even know how to ride a bike. Scooters were a bad choice. After 3 days we were more than ready to get out of Ibiza and away from the British people. Barcelona is next...
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