Earth Bound

We didn’t think our Ibiza trip would be complete without at least going out clubbing at some point. Some pics are here in the Ibiza Saturday / Sunday morning Gallery.
Hugh’s friend got us on the List @ Pacha on Saturday night. The club was pretty dissappointing but frankly, I haven’t had too many great experiences at large clubs. San Diego, Las Vegas, LA, Atlanta, NYC. Anywhere. (Well, except Burning Man). So tonight was no real suprise. Plenty of people seemed to be diggin it…but it’s not for me. However, it was still fun to go out and see what all the hub-bub is about. There was a naked girl dancing in a giant martini glass. You don’t see that everyday.

Above is a picture of Hugh Herrera. Is he meditating in a state of Zen? Or is he twatted, munted and completely trolleyed? You be the judge.
Later that night we went to a club called Underground where Paul Daley was playing. It was better. Or maybe we were just in a better state of mind. Finally we hit a small cala near our villa for a sunrise swim. It turns out Coco wears the same size high heels as Hughito.
Then the chocolate buddha dissappeared…..vanished…..magically.
Gallery is here