A Teetotal Virgin in Ibiza

For most 21 year olds, being sent to work as a rep in Ibiza for the summer would be a dream job. I, however, was devastated by the news. I was a teetotal virgin recovering from an eating disorder, with an active dislike for socialising. I didn't want to go to Ibiza, but I needed to go to Ibiza. I needed to escape the monotony of life back home: my recent illness, my tedious job, the mundane routine. I took the plunge, accepted my new role, embraced the challenge and moved there. Living in a quiet village away from the notorious bright lights of San Antonio, I saw a different side to the island, and I fell in love with its serenity and air of acceptance almost immediately. In return, it loved me back, and from day one, the beautiful island cast its spell on me, and I rediscovered the confident, happy girl I used to be. My four months spent living in Ibiza were the best, the worst, the most testing, rewarding, heart-warming, eye opening and liberating of my life. The only way I could fathom the craziness going on around me on a daily basis was to keep a journal...I never imagined I would be sharing it with the world, but here it is: an insight into my thoughts, feelings and all of the weird and wonderful occurrences that went on during a season on the party island. It is all here, from the time I went on a date and was given a watermelon as a 'present,' to the day a guest 'broke wind' in the face of our receptionist... See more