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Monday, waken up late...
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and admire the mess in the apartment
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The bathroom is so small it is impossible to sit on the toilet without banging your head on the wash hand basin. It still hurts!
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I drag myself into town, and go to Bar Kiwi by the beach for a late Brunch
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I'm not sure if my stomach needs any food!
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Return via Eden and...
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Es Paradis, the two biggest clubs in San Antonio
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And admire the sand sculptors at work
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That evening we head round the bay for dinner in a restaurant with a garden
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whose name I can't remember!
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It does, of course, have the obligatory...
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Sunset!
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More sunset
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And more sunset
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More,
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and more.
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View back into San Antonio town
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A randy frog at the restaurant
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It's Monday and its the opening pre-party for Manumission, the biggest party of the week in Ibiza
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From the balcony in Bar M it looks like they're trying to float the tree
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I decide not to go to Manumission wearing only a couple of balloons
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When we get to Manumission I find I'm not allowed to take my camera inside which is fortunate as there is no evidence of what happened...
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Six hours later, the sun has risen, and I leave and reclaim my camera.
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On the way home one of the security guards at the apartments introduces Polar Ted to a new friend
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