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You dont go to Ibiza for food. You go for the beaches, parties, sun and some of the worlds best clubs. Food is a mere fuel you burn in order to survive the crazy lifestyle. You wake up in the morning and go to the beach, then in the evening you return to the ho(s)tel and eat whatever just to quench the hunger. Then you chill out in a cafe, return to your room and get dressed for the club. You go to the club at about 2-3 am and stay until about 6-7 am. On the way back you eat whatever food is available at that time.

They say that the partys in San Antoni town. And thats where we went for the long weekend. But I was up for a bit of disappointment as it wasnt what I came for. Nothing was as I expected Where the fuck is THE Ibiza from movies and videos?!

First, let me tell you something. And British readers of this blog, please please do not take it as offence, but Brit teenage tourists scare me. Truly and really. I am terrified of them. Wasted, they crash and break anything that gets on their way. Vomiting and pissing all over the streets, along the walls of stores and street stalls, over the benches and tables and chairs of the cafes For the moment I felt so guilty for making us come here.

But, whats done is done. We decided to get the best of our stay here. Ibiza is all about the clubbing and that was exactly what we were gonna do. And we did

Caf del Mar is one of those places you have to visit during a lifetime. All because of the beautiful spectacular sunset. Just dont wait too long, you might loose your good spot if you come late

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The most enjoyable and memorable holiday that I have ever experienced was also the cheapest by a considerable distance. I spent a fortnight in Amsterdam, my favourite city on the planet, at least out of those that I have visited, and it cost me considerably less than week long holidays that I have spent elsewhere (Ibiza, I'm looking in your direction...).

I will admit, firstly, that I did benefit from a rather fortunate way of travelling to the Dutch city. At the time, family members that were close to me worked for an international logistics and travel company, and as one of the perks of their job they managed to acquire me some free ferry tickets, which also included a free breakfast and one free evening meal. I estimate that this saved me as much as 100, and I assure you that I made the most of the breakfast buffet...

When I arrived in Holland, I'd planned to stay in youth hostels every night, as opposed to booking a hotel. I did this for some of the fortnight that I stayed there, but I also promised some friends that I'd made through work that I would visit them. When I did, they insisted that I stayed with them for a few days, so that saved me even the paltry amount that my place in a hostel cost. But at 10 euros a night (8), an overall accommodation cost of 80 added to the free travel made my staple costs for the trip rather low. I would say that I saved at least 420 from the cost of staying in a hotel.

Having a guide for my trip ensured me that I was introduced to all of the best and cheapest local haunts, away from the over-priced tourist traps. I was able to eat very well, sampling the local fare, but at very low cost, and I had plenty of money left over for a few beers!

But above all else, Amsterdam is an easy place to amuse yourself without spending money. The atmosphere of the place is amazing; it is the most peaceful and relaxed place in the world, regardless of whether you're a smoker or not (I'm not), and I intend to go back there and live near the canals one day. You can while the days away just walking or cycling around, playing chess in bars and coffee shops, and browsing the markets. I also bought an Amsterdam card, which enabled me to enjoy 25% discounts on food, and entry to museums and galleries.

In total, a two week break that I really enjoyed cost no more than 300, which was entirely necessary as I was quite poor at the time! I estimate I spent at least 600 less than I could have in Amsterdam and I could undoubtedly have spent a lot more than that in more expensive destinations.

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But thats why weve scoured the planet, demanded answers from our most well traveled friends, colleagues and cohorts, absorbed passionate pleas from readers, researched, investigated and examined the evidence then finally tipped the sand from our shoes, washed the brine from our eyes and put together a pretty good guide to the best beaches on the planet.

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Playa Den Bossa beach (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Mecca for ravers, hard-core clubbers and DJ groupies, Ibiza attracts party-people year-round. The scene heats up with young bodies in the summer, just in time for Ibizas two hottest months: July and August. Outside of a techno-thumpin Spring Break, spring is the least crowded season here. Current Internet Travel Offers for Ibiza

Where to stay? Most young-bloods rent apartments or stay in hostels or on campsites, particularly along the Port of Ibiza. Hotel patrons favor Playa Den Bossa, while San Antonio offers a selection of resorts. Even if youre not staying at one of Ibizas luxury hotels, be prepared to pay four star prices for your drinks! Current Internet Travel Offers for Ibiza

What to do? Most party pilgrims visit Ibiza to go clubbing and dance til dawn. Pacha, Privilege, Eden, Amnesia these clubs are the heart (beat) of the scene. When the suns up, tan yourself on the beaches of Salinas or Es Cavallet, or stroll down San Antonio Bay. Ibiza Town beckons with its Renaissance architecture, complete with castle and watchtowers; in town, you can dine, shop and check out the galleries. To escape the madness, ferry hop to the island of Formentera.

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We were awoke at 7:40am by Matt's phone - his good friend just loves to drunk dial him, haha. Alarm was set for 8am anyways. Got up, through some clothes on (well, Matt showered first - I'm over that thing), packed up, and were out the door by 8:40.

The location of our hostel really couldn't be better. We walked half a block to las Ramblas, then one block to the corner of plaza Catalunya, and there was a row of airport taxis right there.

Stuff must not get started around here until late. No shops were open yet. Probably because they party all night here! They have to sleep in!

Anyways, got right in a nice taxi - electric car - and started trying to make our way through the bad traffic. Took quite awhile, and I didn't think we were ever going to make it through the roundabout in from of the art museum. Got to terminal 2 - good thing our taxi driver new which one - right at 9:30 and right in front of Ryanair. Oh, the sign in the window of the taxi said approx. 27 Euros to the airport. The price ended up being 26.90.

Found our check in desk and waited in the short line to drop off our bags. This was the airline with the strict one bag policy and we had already paid in advance for the checked bag (even join it would of fit - we have backpacks too). Once we got to the front, the lady said we had to go to another desk and wait in another line for "passport check." All they did at that first desk was take your bags. So over to another line - where there were two young Canadian girls freakimg out and screaming about missing their flight (they almost got kicked out of the airport) - got our passports checked and went back to the other line to drop off our suitcases. Weird process.

On Ryanair, you MUST print out yor boarding passes ahead of time. I guess one of the ways they keep it so low cost is by not really having an administrative desk. Just drop your bags and go through - unless your a non EU member. They charge SEVENTY EUROS to print off a piece of paper. That's almost more than be flight. No joke. That's what the girls were yellin about. (Although it is plastered all over their website and they send you numerous email reminders stating that.)

Got through security with no problem. I really like that they aren't quite as strict in that department over here. We haven't had to take our shoes off once.

Quick bathroom break and then found some food. Fruit juice, Greek yogurt, and a croissant. We've had more carbs on this trip... All we've been eating is bread it seems like!

The gates are weird here. You have to watch the board and it eventuallytells you which gate to go to. We waited in front of the board along with everyone else to figure out where we should go. Once it finally flashed up and we went - it was very close - there was already a long line! They must of known ahead of time somehow!

So we waited in the long line for 35 minutes because there aren't assigned seats on Ryanair and we wanted to sit together. But as a lady came around to check our boarding passes and passports, she said we had a reserved seat and moved us way up to a much shorter line. I forgot I paid extra last week when I checked us in and printed the boarding pass! Yay! Shorter line and in row 3! And they let me on with my backpack - which is over the size and weight limit. I hid it pretty well behind me whenever they came around. It fit just find under the seat though!

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