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Calvin's 40th
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San Antonio Ibiza
30th July-2nd August 2009 |
Report by Keith, photos from
Geoff, Evesy, Shane and Hughesy
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Day 1 -
Thursday
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Ok - it is Thursday - just. Some started as they meant to
go on by drinking at 10pm Wednesday night in Gorleston. The rest of us
grabbed a couple of hours sleep and met up in Yarmouth at 1:45am where
we were picked up and once the norwich boys were collected we were on
our way to the airport. Don't ask why Nobby has a bin liner on but it
was certainly classier than his normal attire.
4am - arrive at airport and check straight in. Then as usual head for
the bar for breakfast and beer.
Dom surprised everyone by handing out Calvin
facemasks. It was a scary sight for the majority in the airport as 25
Calvins grinned at them. There was also a Lofty mask for Calvin and as
we were travelling on Easyjet a Stelios mask.
The flight itself was routine, a few people managed to
sleep, several more drank and the rest chatted or listened to music. We
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hotel was simple enough too. We managed to get into our rooms (although
for some reason everyone apart from myself, Ray and Nobby were on the
other side of the hotel) and threw our bags down and made our way to the
pool/bar. |
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I hadn't been sitting by the pool for more than 5 minutes
before getting into an argument with some dago barman. He didn't like it
that I had an unopened bottle of water and some crisps in a bag by me,
and wanted me to give them to him to look after. Several heated words
later and he had got his way.
As you are aware - in a hot country you can't sit by
the pool all day, so we had a choice - go to our rooms and rest for a
few hours to make up for having no sleep Wednesday night or go out to
the beach bars. 5 minutes later we were by the beach bars. |
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Evesy started out like this
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but we soon had him looking like this
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Tye kindly threw me in the pool fully clothed
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Drink was starting to take its toll and Geoff was the
first to suffer shortly followed by Nackers who had a case of projectile
vomit - much to the amusement of us and the disgust of the bar owner who
tried to stop him from vomiting almost neat alcohol onto his patio. |
no one photographed it but it was something like above.
Glen went in the sea and was the first one to stand on
a sea urchin causing his foot to swell up.
We also met some guy called MC Harvey - he was black
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All good things must end so we relented and went for some
food. Nobby decided to grab 40 winks on the floor in the restaurant. He
ended up with ketchup all over him somehow.
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After a few hours rest we all headed out for the night to
San An's famous West End. Ray held the kitty for most of us and by
wheeler-dealing we only spent about £30 euros all night.
The night out was marred by Dom having his blackberry
stolen and a couple of others managing to break their phones. |
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Calvin has never been so popular with the women! |
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Day 2 - Friday
It was Goff's birthday. As usual we all received T-shirts
to mark the occasion. Dom surpassed himself with them. Below are some of
the photos that were on the backs of the shirts. All of them also said
"Strain my Beans Idiot!" |
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Friday started off with breakfast and then a trip out to
the main bay area of San Antonio. The first bar we went in we came
across a comatose young lady. Someone suggested a game of Buckaroo - see
how many things we could balance on her head without her waking up.
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It was a lovely sunny Friday afternoon
and we ended up in a bar, watching the world go by and playing the
middle names game. I shan't embarrass anyone by putting their middle
names on here - well at least not with their first names. That wouldn't
be fair would it Leslie, and Elvin, and others. Tungy said he was too
poor to have a middle name unfortunately. |
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Friday night
This was the main event of the weekend.
Radio One had agreed to do a live broadcast by Vernon Kay and Pete Tong
in honour of Goff from our hotel. You don't get that service on a saga
holiday! Everyone crammed into a couple of the rooms overlooking the
stage, although later on I got bored and went back to my room (shortly
followed by Ray) where I watched several people who I really didn't know
perform. |
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We left the hotel about 10:30 and went out to the bars of
the West End again. Straight away we bumped into Vernon Kay who was out
with ex Liverpool footballer Phil Babb. |
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Day 3 - Saturday
Saturday started out as Friday did with a late breakfast.
This was also the day that Bobby Robson died so someone needs to let
Glen know. After breakfast we made our way down to the beach - heading
towards Cafe Del Mar as Goff wanted to watch the sun go down (Yes I know
we headed that way at 2pm and the sun didnt go down until after 8) |
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As the sun slowly set I was tricked into going into the
sea wearing a nice new pair of flip flops that we had gotten from Cafe
Del Mar. I didn't pay for them luckily we got them with tokens we had
been given, but they only lasted about 5 minutes as I stepped back into
an abyss, losing my flip flops, spilling my sangria and stood on a sea
urchin gaining a nice black spine in my toe. Luckily it didnt swell up
or give me any trouble.
We went back to the hotel, showered and changed and again
headed out for the night. At some point during the night several of the
lads ended up miles away at a club which cost about 35 euros to get in.
Mugs! |
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We're not sure if this girl had ever met Bunny but he
must have upset her at some point and he wasn't even in Ibiza with us.
Maybe he was late delivering her post one day??? |
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Day 4 - Sunday
We had a long day ahead of us. We had to be out of the
rooms by 12 and the coach wasn't picking us up until 6ish. We had the
usual breakfast and headed to the seafront then a bar to sit and watch
the cricket with air conditioning. Nothing exciting happened so only a
couple more photos. Darren cheated by sleeping in the bar, and the final
photo had to be of Nobby's underpants. Glen took top honours for his
T-shirts but Nobby outdid everyone in the skids department. |
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I'm sure Calvin would like to thank everyone who came on
the holiday. I'm looking forward to the next one but we are running out
of people under 40 so it will have to be 50th's next!
Cheers for a great long weekend
Keith |
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