So on Wednesday morning we flew off to the Canary Islands, specifically Grand Canaria. We met up with Kaitlynn at the airport who I shared a room with for the rest of the week. Me and Kait were picked up by the hotel transport thing, it was raining when we got there so we couldnt tell what the weather was going to be like the rest of the week. When we got to our hotel, the IFA Continental, we immediately took and nap (after we had some issues with the rude men at the desk) then I got up for dinner and met T and Cat. That night we went met the other girls where they had dinner. Apparently the man who owned the restaurant, they met the night before, owns many things on the island. And his name is "The Boss". Creepy? Yes. Well he took all 12 of us out that night to Pasha, where the champagne and vodka never ended. The entire time in Canaries we never paid a cent for alcohol. Quite nice. But that night I was basically a waste case. I havent fully blacked out since high school and of course I did that night. At the end of that night we ended up somewhere called Creme, which all I really remember was really creepy and underground.
The next day we got up early and went to breakfast. I was still entirely hammered so of course having buffet bacon in front of me was rather dangerous. haha I ate sooo much! Then we went and layed by the pool all day. PS women there have no self consciousness what so ever. Every one was topless and women who should not be in bikinis were. It was gross. Then we went to the beach and met the other girls. The beach is gorgeous and the flowers there are so pretty! I forgot my camera when we went so I didnt get any pics :( We also signed up for our booze cruise while we were at the beach. I did not get much sun that day since I was so white to begin with. Then we napped again, then I met the T Cat and Jen for dinner again. Every meal we ate except one was at the hotel which was nice. The food was not that bad. The hotel was nice too but it was basically a German tourist hotel. Every guest there hated us, we got the dirtiest looks ever. The first night when we had gone out 3 of us had dresses on and we could not even stop to have a drink in our lobby the looks were so bad. We B lined it out of the hotel.
Anyway.. that night after dinner we went to the show at our hotel. It was these 3 dancers, one was a girl the other 2 guys. They did this crazy thing with these ropes with blocks on the end where they spun them and slammed them on the ground and stuff. It was really cool but weird. One man was really intense and had the greasiest hair ever. Once he hit his hair with the things and you could see liquid fly everywhere. GROSS. They even broke a cig out of a mans mouth. Scary. Then we went and met Kelly and Kattina at their hotel. They stayed at the Riu which was absolutely insane. The place was huge and gorgeous and their staff loved them. I guess you get what you pay for. We had a couple drinks then went back to our hotel to sleep. I could barely look at booze after the night before so sleep was necessary.
Next morning we got up for breakfast, not looking out the windw before I put my bathingsuit on of course. We got down and it was pouring. This day was the day of our booze cruise of course. So we all went back to bed until noon, the cruise was at 1. When we got up, it was absolutely gorgeous out! Island weather is amazing, its even more dramatic than New England weather. So then we went on our cruise. We had never ending beer/sex on the beach. which were an interesting bright orange color. Weird. Basically we got hammered on this boat in the sun, dancing whatever, and went drunk jet skiing. So much fucking fun. We met these guys that study in Barcelona while we were there that we ended up hanging out with the next day. On the cruise they played this game on the way back where you and a male partner had to pop your balloon in a sexual position. haha so funny. some of them had whipped cream in them. Of course Tiana was used as the demonstrator so she got to do allll of them haha. We took so many pics it was hilarious, especially since the boat guide was incredibly hot. They also fed us on the boat, we had Paella. Which is a traditional Spanish dish. It had meat and seafood in it, including prawns which are shrimp wth their heads and eyes and shit. no thanks. I didnt eat any of those just the rice.
When we got back we were exhausted and I couldnt walk straight cause I felt like I was on a boat. I was so dizzy and falling over all night and I wasnt drunk anymore either. We went to dinner and then just ended up staying in and went to bed.
Next day was my last day in the sun. We layed out ALL day. The sun is exhausting at the end, I never want to do anything after a day in the sun. I got my most color this day, if I had one more day I would have had a solid tan. Im gonna go tanning before Greece next weekend! So excited that there was room for me. Its gonna be amazing. So after we layed out all day we all went and showered. Kait actually left around then to go back for Florence, so Cat T and I went out to dinner for once. We went out with the 3 guys we met on the cruise the night before, Alex Matt and Tanner. They were really nice and we went out with them for a bit after. Now my flight was at 630 am on Sunday, so I had to leave the hotel around 345, but the clocks moved forward so technically I left at 245am. I didnt wanna go back to the hotel cause I thought I'd fall asleep, so thats why I went out with them for a bit. We went to some bar first where it was happy hour, I was nervous and kept saying I should go back to the hotel. T was like just have one drink then go back so, we ordered one drink and they brought us 3! We just looked at eachother and was like ok.. thats not happening. haha They gave us party bags with leis and noise makers and glasses and stuff. So weird. My fav thing was the little toy truck in it haha tooool.
Then we went to China White which was cool. We had some champagne and danced and stuff then I was like fuck I gotta go haha. So went back to the hotel and got my suitcase, left for the airport. I paid airport transport an of course they refused to come get me so I took a cab which cost me 40 euro. I have to send a nasty email to Alpha rooms who we booked through. This was only the beginning of terrible things to come.
So my flight at 630 to Barcelona went fine. We unfortunately had to stop in Tennareef for a tech stop and to pick up more people. Annoying. Got to Barc around 11ish, and my flight to Rome was supposed to be at 430. Nope. Delayed until 8. Which meant I would miss my connection flight to Florence. Everyone was flipping out because the reason it was delayed was because theyre retarted and over booked. Never fly Alitalia. There is a reason they just went bankrupt, because they SUCK. So by the time the flight came at 8, I had already been up since 9am the day before from when we went and layed in the sun all day. I never napped while we were out there either which was a huge mistake. So Im at like 36 hours awake as it is. We get to Rome and we missed the Florence flight by 10 minutes. They couldnt fucking delay that one for 10 minutes knowing we were all going to miss it?? Fuck that. So everyone had to go find the next flight which wasnt until 5 pm the next day. Pissed. They were like here get on this shuttle and go to this hotel, we are paying for it. Ok fine whatever I was going to just get the refund and take the train the next morning because I had to be back for class sign up. Nope. By the time I had to go figure out where my bag was, which I never did so I filed a claim, the shuttle to the hotel had stopped. And the cab to the hotel was 40 euro and I only had 30 at the time. I walked around outside for a bit basically crying because I was in Rome with no money, by myself, exhausted, had no suitcase, and my phone was dying so I couldnt call my parents back. My mom was freaking out when I told her what happened. She was like you never should have gone to Italy blah blah being unreasonable as usual. So I sat in the airport until 5am the next morning when they claimed they would give me the refund (why they couldnt do it the night before i dont know). So at this point ive been awake for almost 48 hours. I didnt sleep at the airport cause I didnt trust leaving my bag so I just read the whole time. Ive been reading Mercy by Jodi Picoult which is really good, Ill have to read her more often. So at 5 I asked for my refund, they said wait until 6. So I waited til 6. While I was sitting there this nice but kind of creepy old man kept asking me to watch his stuff. I was looking at it saying to myself, please be a bomb, please just blow up and end this.
Finally they were like ok theres a flight at 9 thats booked but you can go on stand by. So I waited for 3 hours with the possibility that I wouldnt get on the flight. And I only waited because I was hoping if I went to florence airport I wouldnt have to go back there to find my luggage. So I thankfully got on the flight, which was delayed again. I also had not eaten more than once during this entire 2 days. I was too tried and upset to eat. So we flew to Florence and I had never been so happy to be somewhere that was not my real home in my life. So I got to lost and found for my bag and theyre like, we're on strike. FUCK YOU youre on strike. Like I wasnt even mad. I was like this would happen, of course this is happening. So i laughed and got in a cab and went home. The only reason I waited 3 hours for the plane instead of taking the train was to find out where the fuck my bag was. So then I went and ate with kait finally and then I signed up for classes (which I only got 3 out of 6, another stress Im having) and then slept until the next morning. And of course I have bronchitis during this whole mess, so I didnt go to class either. I called Alitalia multiple times yesterday, and had my dad do it since I had no voice they couldnt understand me. They said my file for my luggage didnt exist. I was like fuck it Im calling Florence Aiport. I called and they were like your bag actually just arrived. So I got on the bus and went and got it. Thank God. Never been so happy in my life. So in total I was awake for 50 hours straight, lost my bag, the airport went on strike(when does that EVER happen?), got bronchitis, and basically slept but didnt sleep in an airport. Of course I was entirely alone during this whole thing too.
During the lack of luggage I couldnt shower either cause my towel and everything was in my suitcase. thank god its back. I am never flying Alitalia again except on the way home cause my flight is booked already (which PS is in one month and a half??!) So now I have to go do an oral presentation with no voice. Fun stufffff.
Ciao!
Ciao.
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