Ibiza Day 7.

The last day 🙁

We had such an incredible time on the Island, but I think we were all ready for home when it came.

While sitting around the pool, trying to maximise our tans before the plane ride home, the boys challenged each other to a game of football. No rules, just first side to ten goals. So, as the sun went down the boys’ competitiveness came out and we were amused at how seriously they were taking it.






While the boys ran about looking hot and sweaty, we did our best to cheer them on from the sidelines.



After we all decided that the reps had won, (better luck next time the Scots!) they all had a dip in the pool to cool off and we had some pre-drinks in the bar before dinner.


Lucy wasn’t feeling on form so decided to stay in, we went in search of somewhere to eat. We found a little place down in the harbour that looked decent enough and we were all starving so weren’t too fussed what it was, as long as they had food!

I loved the design on the placemats we all had!




The menu had so much choice we had no clue what to go for, but eventually settled on fish. Emma and I ordered two dishes to share, the seafood platter and mussels. YUM.




After gorging ourselves on seafood, we (literally) rolled home for an early nights sleep before an even earlier wake up call for our bus to take us to the airport in the morning.

We left the lovely sunny Ibiza and returned home, arriving at Exeter airport.

There to welcome us in our shorts and wedges?

The rain.