a few people have asked when my next flight is. THERE ISN'T ONE!! for the first time in a long time my feet are firmly on british soil. well... for the time being anyways! :-)
apologies for long delay in blogging, the last week or so has been a whole lot of comings and goings, goodbyes and hellos and goodbyes.
i really enjoyed my last few days in ibiza. there were only 4 of us available to work (the 'crew' in the photo above) so it was quite hectic but good. i was in the centre (which is sill busy every day with people booking flights home) monday, tuesday and wednesday afternoons and on the streets those three nights. on top of that went to Amnesia on tuesday night (trance-d it up!) then straight on to shipwrecked for the third week running. that was a little different this time, with the weather being cloudy (no sun) and the sea pretty rough (much vomit!) but still lots of fun and some great music from the two guest DJs (highlight: Dizzy Rascal - 'flex').
My last night on the streets was pretty cool - "messy wednesdays" meant several call outs with the van, including one from the police and paramedics. was grateful for my spanish then and it's amazing they are now calling us to help them out instead of being suspicious of us. said lots of goodbyes to the people i've seen pretty much every night since i've been here which was strange and made me wonder about next year and how it would be pretty cool to see everyone again. afterwards there was a party at one of the bars (Opium) with some really great music and loads of workers went there. we were still in our 24-7 shirts dancing away... which probably didn't help the fact lots of people don't believe we don't do drugs. ah well... they played "this is the way" by DJ Marky. SO HAPPY!! a great way to end the street work.
Thursday (my last day) was Kim Mazelle for lunch and packing and a last beach visit and swim in the sea where i saw lots of fish. yey! then a couple of friends came for supper and then it was off to the airport...
everything went smoothly until i realised at the other end that my wallet was no longer with me. PANIC!! and lost property is not open at 3am. somehow i got home praise God as i had no money or anything, although some friends were very kind and helped me out. to be honest i thought i mush have left it in the airport in ibiza so had little hope of recovering everything. which wasn't the end of the world, just a lot of hassle. didn't have much time to worry though as after just a few hours at home i was off again down to southampton for the 24-7 prayer international gathering, which i think i shall write about in another post...
ANYWAYS the amazing news is.... someone found my wallet on the plane and handed it in and i am at this minute waiting for it to arrive at my house. i won't quite relax until it's actually in my hands but hey that's all pretty unexpected! Thank you God for that!
So that's pretty much the end of my "year abroad" as it were. less than 3 weeks til fourth year begins. that makes me a little scared! quite a lot actually. but nevertheless i feel a lot more ready for it than i did before i went to ibiza. and... i'll write more soon. can't think any more this morning. can't summarise the last few weeks in a succinct (sp?) eloquent sentence. sorry.
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