I hate to say it, but neither of their sets impressed me all that much. I think it may have been them catering to the crowd that was there more then anything. There are still a lot of younger kids here with their family this time of year. None of the hard core clubbers, and DJ fans gets here till late July through September. I think I only saw one Vandit shirt all night.
I didn’t get there till 230am, so I missed the first half of Tiesto’s set, but from what I did catch of it, it was very typical. I didn’t hear anything that really surprised me.
PvD started off strong with some hard dark trance, but lost me half way through his set. He was playing some really odd stuff. He played an almost Dutch Hardcore sounding remix of Oceanlab “Satellite”, and a slightly trancey mix Murk “Darkbeat”. It was nice to hear a PvD set without “Nothing But You” in it, and only hearing “Crush” once. The only big PvD tracks that he did play were his remix of “Born Slippy”, Prodigy’s “Fire Starter”, and I’m assuming that it was a new PvD remix of New Order’s “Blue Monday”.
The after party, where sloppiness and sunburn ensues.
At 630am I went up stairs to wait for Lisa to finish work, and found her sitting with the owner of Cream and some of his friends. When Amnesia closed, they told us to come back to their hotel to have some drinks in the bar. What we didn’t realize was that it really was his friends hotel. Two of the people we were with own Hotel Es Vivé (www.hotelesvive.com), one of the nicest hotels on the island.
Some time around 10am, after we had drank just about everything in the bar, and jumping on the couches while singing Cassiu’s “The Sound of Violence” had lost its thrill, we went to sit by the pool. At first we were a bit thrown off by all the people sitting around having breakfast, but as soon as the waiter started bringing us tray after tray of hierbas shots things sorted them selves out a bit.
After an hour or so by the pool, someone jumped up and said that it was time to go on the boat. So 7 of us piled into a jeep, turned up the Snoop Dog CD as loud as it would go and did our best to look like true hip hop thugs for the ride over to the port.
When we got to the port, I realized that boat was a bit on an understatement. We were going out on a 100-foot yacht with a 10 person crew. Luckily there was plenty of vodka, and the other car of people had stopped for a bottle of heirbas on the way over. We also realized after the guy who’s boat we were on gave all the girls Base Bar shorts to swim in, that he was the owner of Base Bar (www.basebaribiza.com).
I think it was around 1230pm when we left the port to head for Playa Salinas, a beach on the south of the island. On the way there someone thought it would be a good idea to play, who can stand up the longest while the boat is going really fast. I don’t know how we all managed to not fall over the side.
We stopped about a quarter mile off shore from Salinas and spent the rest of the day, till 8pm swimming, drinking, and dancing on the boat. At one point everyone was just standing around talking, and the BMI stewardess we picked up somewhere along the way and me though it would be fun to dive off the side of the boat. Except in the condition we were in, it was more of a fall then a dive. When we got back on the deck, everyone was looking at us trying to figure out what had happened. Apparently we didn’t mention to anyone that we were going to jump off, and they though we just fell.
And that’s about it. I was supposed to go meet them at Base Bar later that night, but after I got home and showered, I kind of passed out and didn’t wake up till 4am. " />
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