Europe: Day 4 (Part 2)

October 9, 2010

Of course, I made my flight!  I told you, nothing comes in the way of a trip for me, especially a trip to a Mediterranean island.  The good news: I found an emergency Dentist that was able to see me right away and that spoke very good English.  The bad news: I had to get an immediate root canal.  As much as root canal’s suck, I had never been so happy in my life to have someone drill a hole into my tooth (it also helped that the Dentist was a sexy Spaniard, wink wink).

I was in and out within two hours.  We still had another hour to kill before we needed to be at the airport and due to the nice high I was experiencing  from the mix of Novocain and Vicodin, believe it or not, I was well enough to get some last minute shopping in!

Our flight to Ibiza was probably the shortest of my life to date.  I wish that I could have filmed the flight, because it truly was like a scene out of a movie.  People were passing around big bottles of alcohol, there were women dressed up like Playboy Bunnies, and when we landed everyone started cheering.  Oh, and a very drunk passenger in the row ahead of me decided to use his water bottle to urinate in while still in his seat instead of walk five feet to the bathroom.  I am certain that my swollen cheek was a strange sight as well.  What the hell were we in for in Ibiza?

It was dark when we landed, so I was not able to see much of the island on the drive from the airport to our hotel.  We went straight to our hotel, Ocean Drive, and it did not disappoint.  The manager, Juan, is one of the nicest guys I have ever met and he quickly became friends with my brother and I.  I think he felt bad about my tooth, as he said that he was going to plan the most amazing night for us.  He told us to check into our room, get showered and changed, and return to the lobby at midnight.  Yes, you read correctly, midnight.  Usually I am asleep at this time, however tonight I would be eating dinner at this hour instead.

Juan first sent us to the super-trendy sushi restaurant B.For.  Without his help there is no way we would have gotten in without a reservation on this short of notice.

B.For is the restaurant of choice for the “in crowd” on the island.  Do not go there under dressed, or you will be turned away.  Also, be forewarned that it is very expensive.  And when I say expensive, I mean two people cannot eat for under $100 Euro expensive.

But on that night, money was no object.  I was celebrating being out of pain and having made it to Ibiza!  What better way to celebrate than with a nutella and banana maki roll?

Although the decor was stylish and the food was sublime, the best part of the dining experience was our very friendly waiter.  Like most people we had encountered thus far, he assumed that my brother and I were a couple.  Midway through our meal, he brought us two free drinks and said in Spanish, “This is for inspiration for later on.”  I thought maybe I had misunderstood him and asked him to repeat himself.  He said the same thing again, winked, and pointed at the menu.  The drinks he had given us were called Sex on the Beach.  While he laughed, I wanted to vomit.  My brother quickly told him that we were siblings, not lovers.  He just laughed even harder and brought us out two more free shots for the mistake.

Juan also got us on the VIP guest list at Pacha, saving us about $200USD in entrance fees and having to wait an hour in the line to get in.  The club happened to be next door to the restaurant and by the time we arrived it was pushing 2AM.  I was starting to feel the effects of the root canal, but I wanted to get a taste of the notorious Ibizian nightlife.  As I was dancing to David Guetta I felt like such a rock star; earlier in the day I was getting a root canal and now I was having the time of my life in one of the coolest places in the world.

At around 3:30AM I left my brother on the dance floor and retreated back to our room.  We still had not made up our mind of how we were going to explore the island over the next couple of days.  Juan told us that renting a scooter was a great way to see everything.  Nonetheless, I was just happy to be recovering in Ibiza!

52 thoughts on “Europe: Day 4 (Part 2)

  1. Camels & Chocolate

    I STILL can’t believe you got a freakin’ root canal while on vacation in Spain! That is WILD. I mean, I had two (botched) root canals in Denmark, but at least I was living there! I can’t imagine trying to find an emergency dentist on the fly while traveling…

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  2. Kay*

    Juan sounds like THE guy to know! LOL! That sounds like such an amazing night and I’m glad you and your brother got to enjoy it – despite the root canal! (which you can’t tell you had from that huge smile on your face!)

    p.s. i totally understand the whole people thinking your brother is your boyfriend thing…that happened to me at the mall when the makeup lady said ‘let’s see what your boyfriend thinks’ and i was all “ewwwwwww” lmao!

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  3. Connie

    A root canal! How horrible! At least you looked like you were having a good time afterwards. I mean, you were in Spain! It’s kind of hard not to! =)

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  5. Kyle Andrew

    Root canal!? hope that went well. next time call me! you look great. glad to see you are having a great time

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  6. Christine

    Banana/Nutella maki roll? That sounds divine! I love meeting people like Juan and your waiter..they make traveling so memorable. Looks like you had an amazing time!

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  7. Susan

    I love how you’ll let nothing get in your way! That exact same thing happened to my best friend when we were studying in Ireland – she ended up getting an inexpensive root canal.

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  8. Sally

    You got a root canal in 2 hours?! I got a root canal in Japan and it took 3 weeks! I’d like the name & number of that dentist please. If I ever need another root canal, I’m heading to Spain…. although if he’s a sexy Spaniard, maybe I wouldn’t mind if the root canal took 3 weeks!

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  9. Heather

    Andi, this is just about my favorite day of yours I’ve read about yet 🙂 NO, not because of your root canal (though I’m thankful you had it taken care of in record time safely…and hey, the painkillers helped!), but what could have started off as a blow to the day instead was followed by what sounds like a wicked cool day. I just woke up but coughed in laughter at your description of the flight. Nutella and banana dessert sushi?! And how cool that you guys got to go to the restaurant and the club. Sounds like a top notch, unique day 🙂

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  10. Globetrottergirls

    Awesome how you didn’t let your tooth bring you down and just continued your vacation 🙂 I am already looking forward to read more about your stay in Ibiza, I worked there for one season a few years ago and haven’t been back since. Great that you got into Pacha for free!! That’s amazing. Hope you had a good time there, it’s one of my favorites.

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  11. Travelogged

    What a fun post, I feel like I was right there with you, minus the tooth pain. That’s hilarious that the waiter thought you & your brother were on a date. I want to go to Ibiza!

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  12. Michael

    yeah, you are really tackling some food for just having a root canal. Sounds bad as I have had tooth pain but looks like you are still enjoying yourself 🙂

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  13. Marie

    Thank God my brother and I look too much alike for this to happen to us…I hope. And I also hope my root canal tomorrow goes as well as yours did (how timely). Thank you for cheering me up on the eve of my own dental adventure. I hope this time tomorrow I will be celebrating with a sugary treat as you have done even if just for the irony factor!

    And thank you for the comment on my blog:-)

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  14. Shannon OD

    What a fun story – that day sounds epic and I’m glad that your root canal went so well. The anecdote about your brother is hilarious – that has happened to me sometimes because my brothers and I look absolute nothing alike! 🙂

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  15. Laura

    I love the ceiling of the restaurant! I’m ashamed to admit it, I haven’t been to Ibiza yet. And it’s just outside my door, a few km from Valencia. RyanAir will start Valencia-Ibiza flights from November and maybe then I will get motivated to got to the promissed island too.

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  16. Jayne

    So glad to hear you enjoyed yourself despite the teeth pain. And really great to hear how well you were looked after by your hotel and waiter – sometimes its these small acts of hospitality that are so hard to find in Europe. Got me considering an Ibiza end of season visit….

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  17. Krista

    Oh, what a crazy story. 🙂 So glad you recovered OK. 🙂 I laughed at you and your brother being mistaken for a couple. That happens to my brothers and I ALL THE TIME. 🙂

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  18. Kristina Lymon

    Admiring the time and effort you put into your blog and detailed info you provide! I will bookmark your blog. Thumbs up!

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